“Alex's point of view"
I booked the morning flight so we were leaving by 9am.
That was okay with Leila, luckily. She shuffled around the room rearranging her barely unpacked bag. We were supposed to be here for a week or two.
But the urgency of the matter demanded we return.
I raised my hands to my lips, reveling in the 'barely a second’ kiss, she placed on my lips.
“Is the flight booked?" She asked not turning around to stare at me, she was quite engrossed in whatever she was doing.
I sat on my side of the bed turning off the light, so the only one at her side illuminated the room.
“Yeah, I told you a few seconds ago" I muttered and she spared me a glance from over her shoulder.
The light casting a tan on her hair, making her look painfully pretty.
“Escaped my mind"
She stood up tying her hair into a ponytail, my body stirred at the sight of her round sumptuous ass in her night dress.
Dragging the quilt over my waist down, I wouldn't want to scare her.
“You're going to bed?" She asked and I nodded.
“Yeah, wouldn't want to miss our flight. One of us has to be the early bird” I muttered and she turned around fully facing me.
Her eyes darted to my chest before lowering to the quilt, I was happy I'd covered myself with it.
I raised a brow at her querying, she flushed.
“Do you have anything in mind?" I asked, my voice low and totally suggesting something else.
Our eyes met heatedly, attraction and desire simmering beneath the depths. Just like the contract stated, sex between the both of us was by choice and consensual.
“Uh, I would like to go for a walk, or a swim," she swallowed nothing looking away.
Walk and swim? I reached for my phone lying at the bed stand.
9:15pm
It wasn't actually too late for a walk but a swim? The air was chilly and if she wishes to catch a cold, she could get a swim.
I'd be standing —watching.
“It's not late but it's definitely late to get a swim, you'd catch a cold” I pointed out, swinging my legs out of the bed.
Fast enough to hide my semi-erection away from her.
“You could get me warm, right?" She muttered so low that I wouldn't had caught it, if I hadn't held my breath.
I froze.
Willing my brain not to think of it, some other way. She meant something else and it wasn't sex.
I turned around, making sure my face held no emotion. I nodded at her.
“Get dressed then, let's leave" I said pretending not to have heard what she said. She blushed lightly, walking into the bathroom and emerging with a robe which she draped over her nightgown.
Well, that was better. I wouldn't want some jerks ogling her butt and firm breasts.
I was quite dressed then, wearing casual pants and a pale blue shirt.
“Ready?" I asked and she nodded. I opened the door for her so she could go out first.
The hotel was still buzzing with life, as we walked out of the building and into the cold street of Casablanca.
“So where do you have in mind?" I asked her, conscious of her footsteps next to me. She inched closer until our arms brushed.
“A park? It would be a shame if we don't get to see Casablanca's park" she muttered and I shrugged.
If it were up to me, I'd be in bed by now.
“Where's that?" I inquired. She held my arm, her palm warm, fuzzy and at the same time hot, burning my arm.
“Someone said it's just around the corner, we could make it there on foot” she said. I stared down at her and caught the little twitch in her eye.
She was lying, she had no idea where the park was.
Does she even want to go to the park or this was just another excuse of hers to get me out here?
“Hopefully" my reply was curt. Silence blanketed itself around us for the next few minutes.
Her hold around me tightening by the minute, she was literally leaning into me. I could feel her curves pressing into me.
“What did he do to you?" I asked breaking the silence to distract myself from thinking about her body too much. Besides, I'd always been curious to know what he might have done to warrant revenge from her.
The air around us changed almost immediately, and as if she realised what was happening, she pulled away from me keeping her distance.
My body mourned the loss of her warmth but I remained silent, even though, my body and mind was protesting.
She knew what I was talking about. Ben.
“We both want revenge, the cause isn't.." she trailed off staring at me. What she was saying was clear.
She wasn't given me a reason.
Even though, I felt disappointed, I masked it.
I wasn't sure I was ready to talk about the reason I wanted to destroy Ben's family so much.
So it was pretty good we keep things to ourselves.
The light of a deserted park came into light. I glanced at Leila, surprised she was actually right.
The park was deserted, what are we supposed to do here then?
“This is it?" I asked and she nodded.
“Unfortunately, it's kinda closed" she commented and we stood staring.
I had no idea if she subconsciously needed warmth, cause her body pressed against mine again.
She peered up at me from beneath her lashes, smiling coyly.
“Is this part of the honeymoon?" I asked her and she shrugged.
“Whatever way you take it as. This is our last night here by the way" she said, her voice had a dull in it.
Wasn't she happy to leave? She'd suggested it herself.
She sighed and I wrapped my arm around her shoulder. She immediately nuzzled my chest and we just stood staring at the lights.
Well, if it were left to me. I had quite some ideas of what we'd be doing with our time instead.
She faced me, going on her tip toes brushing a light kiss on my lips. She waited, searching my eyes for what I don't know.
My hand went into her hair, I tilted her head back before kissing her —hard.
She succumbed and made a noise from the back of her throat like she'd been starved all day and was just being given food.
I smiled against her lips.
Just for tonight, we could lost ourselves in each other because tomorrow, everything would change.