WHITNEY

I washed his body carefully and put shampoo on his hair to wash it, I liked to take care of this black curled hair.

We went out of the room, wore our dresses, and climbed down the stairs for the breakfast.
We were both hungry we spent the previous day without a meal, we were just overwhelmed by the mood of the day, delighted by the visit.

None of us had time to think about eating something, as if the joy we felt had satiated us.

The moments spent with this guy were always unique, he had an innate disposition to make me feel good.

We were eating at the table silently, without anything to discuss, he didn't have time for me, he didn't move his glance from his dish, the meal had stolen the place I had toward him.

I looked at him eating with a huge appetite, this corpulence wasn't made by chance, he ate a lot.

"You have an appetite of a wolf" I expressed, willing to attire his notoriety.

He stopped suddenly, lifting his glance to meet mine with a weird facial expression as if I have said something unpleasant to his understanding.
He laid the fork which was the half distance from his mouth and looked at me.

"What do you mean by that?" he questioned, he was strange, had he considered it an insult?

"Sorry, I didn't mean to disrespect you, I was teasing, I didn't know it will hurt you" I tried to alleviate the tension which seemed to grow up.

"Don't be afraid, I am not irritated at all, I just wanted to...to" he stuttered in his language, trying to find something to justify his reaction to my tease.

"TO..?" I insisted, willing to know what had made him change his mood in a lapse.

"I wanted to know if the way I was eating was unusual if it was unpleasant to regard" he uttered as an excuse, gripping my hand and pressing his soft lips on it.

It had nothing worth in this explanation, though I appreciated the way he wanted to skip every confrontation, the way he wanted peace to reign.

I nodded, and with a smile, I agreed to this insignificant justification, knowing with time, he would find the strength to confess to me every of his deepened mystery.

I wasn't fully veracious toward him, therefore, I could understand and tolerate this little secret he tried to bear alone, however, I knew it would be a time he would confess everything.

"Until now, I can't understand how a gorgeous girl like you have managed all her life to remain alone without a partner" he started, trying to change the mood, the aura filled in the space.

"Talk me of your curriculum," he demanded, taking back his meal to his mouth.

"Eurh... I have nothing special to say about it," I introduced.

"It doesn't mean I was like every random girl at school, I was special" I continued, and I started taking delight to talk about my life with him.

"What do you mean by special?" he asked.

"I was the girl who was desired by every guy at the university, even when I was at the college level, I was always the same, irresistible" I expressed, laughing, pushing my hair behind.
Making praise about my charm.

He laughed "And why have you rejected everyone?" he added, with a delightful look, he was glad to hear about my stories of life.

"None of us was at my grade, I didn't find someone worth being with me" I responded with a playful attitude.

It was just a part of the truth, the real reason was the anger and bitterness I had toward the murderer of my parents, I thought I didn't have the right to experience love until I would succeed to avenge their death.

Though the only reason I could give him was that one, for his good.

"I am flattered, it means I am the one you ever wait for, the only dude eligible to be with you," he said smirking.

I threw my glance away from him, "I just take pity on you" I said, with flushes rising on my cheeks.

He blurted a sneer "Your body tells me the opposite response" he answered back.

The feeling between us was exceptional we were as best friends.

"After this breakfast, I have a surprise for you," he said, building suspense inside of me.

"What is it about?" I questioned excitedly, I wanted to know what It would be, I didn't want to torment my mind with all the ideas which would cross my psyche.

"It is a surprise, and a surprise is supposed to be protected" he responded, with a smile on his lips, those lips which always gave me pleasure.

I blurted out a humorless smile, this man did not have mercy for my poor nerves. I didn't insist, I was ready to wait until he would finish eating.

It seemed at that moment he would never clear his dish as if he ate slowly to increase the tension, the time seemed to not advance.

What was this surprise? What would he show me this time, our vacation should be spent on this island and I had already seen every wonderful thing, I didn't expect something else.

I sighed looking at him, looking at how he took all his time to enjoy his meal, he liked the suspense in which he had put me.

I didn't utter a word, I scowled looking at him.
After a moment, he laughed lifting his hands, to tell me he understood the message given by my facial expression.

"Let us go outside" he pronounced, taking a bottle of water and his phone from the table.

I stood with enthusiasm, my heart racing inside my chest eager to discover what this guy was hiding.

"It isn't something spectacular," he pronounced

"However, I know it will make you a great good" he added before my enthusiasm should disappear.

I walked, closed to him, and we went outside, walking to the beach.

There was nothing I could see there, I looked around and there was nothing until he uttered
"I hope you will adore a promenade on the yacht" pointing and the engine coming to park at the coast.

I was delighted, I wrapped his muscular body, this man had decided to make me enjoy life and his pleasure.