Page 43 of The Getaway

That’s really all there is to this final excursion. It’s nothing crazy and even some of the people on the travel sites warned that it wasn’t an exciting trip. Even if I only get twenty minutes of seeing the ocean light up, I’ll take it.

I know that it’s actually bio-luminescent microorganisms living in the water that light up when disturbed, but seeing water light up is a dream of my inner child. And after everything I’ve gone through, after how deeply I buried my own dreams, I deserve to enjoy all the little things that bring me joy.

Noah’s gaze burns into the side of my face, but I keep my attention on the dark water over the side of the boat.

We spent the whole day relaxing around the bungalow, mostly eating snacks, and talking about random things beside the seashell tree he made me. After showing him my appreciation with a blow job, he told me just how long it took him to find everything he needed. If I hadn’t already been a puddle, learning just how much thought he put into it did the trick.

I meant it when I told him that it was the best thing anyone had ever done for me. What I didn’t tell him though, is that it was also the most thoughtful and touching thing ever given to me. Throughout the day I had tried to think of any possible way for me to take it home with me, only to end up settling on taking a picture of it and setting it as the background on my phone.

One thing I’ve learned over the last few days with him is that he notices everything. Half the time, I don’t even think he notices how much he actually does. From organizing the dirty dishes at the restaurants so it’s easier for the staff to grab to refilling my water when it gets low; he’s on top of it all.

So, it really shouldn’t surprise me that he did something like that.

Although maybe it’s more the fact that he did something so meaningful that will stay with me for a long time that makes my heart do funny things.

Things that I definitely shouldn’t be feeling after only knowing him for four days.

Shaking my head, I listen to the captain go over safety protocols while the boat leaves the docks. As we set off into the dark waters, he transitions to tell us all about the lagoon, what we’ll be doing and how much time we have.

By the time we get to our destination, I’m literally sitting at the edge of my seat. I don’t even realize my legs are shaking until Noah places a hand on top of my knee with a chuckle.

“I didn’t realize you were this excited for the lagoon,” he comments. I finally turn away from the dark waters to smile at him.

“It’s glowing water, Noah!” I exclaim, as if that is the only possible reasoning needed. He grins at me, his blue eyes shining in the moonlight.

“Then let’s go,” he says, offering me his hand, which I eagerly take. I don’t even worry that I might be holding him too tightly, I simply let him pull me to my feet.

“I’m so excited that I feel like I might hurl.”

That wasn’t something I meant to say out loud, but Noah doesn’t flinch away.

“If you do, I’ll help hide it from the captain so he doesn’t try telling you that you can’t go in the water.”

His words shouldn’t make my heart turn to mush, considering we’re talking about puking, but they do.

“That’s the sweetest thing anyone has offered to do for me,” I say, pushing onto my toes and kissing his cheek.

Noah lets go of my hand, pulling his shirt off and setting it next to the towels we brought with us. I follow suit, slipping my swim cover off and placing it on top of his shirt.

With my back to him, I smirk when I hear his groan, knowing exactly what he’s seeing. Today’s swimsuit is a remarkably simple dark green bikini, with the top giving the perfect amount of structure to hold my breasts without them spilling out. Unlike the other two bathing suits I’ve worn around him, these are high waisted, sitting just on top of my hip bones and are cheekier than any of the others I own.

Granted, Noah has seen me naked countless times over the last four days. But I knew the bottoms would be covering just enough to tease and remind him of what’s beneath. His hands are on me instantly, grabbing my hips and pulling me against him as I straighten.

“God damn your ass is perfect.” His voice is a low rumble next to my ear and I tilt my head to the side, baring my neck to him.

“You like my swimsuit?”

“Sugar, that thing should be illegal for you to wear, if only for the fact that you look so sexy in it.” His lips trail soft kisses over my shoulder and up my neck before he nips my ear and continues. “The only thing that would make this bathing suit look better, is the view of it on the floor while I worship your perfect body.”

My cheeks flush at his words and I glance around quickly hoping no one can see his roaming hands and the way they tease along the edges of my bikini bottom. Once I see that no one is paying us any attention, I relax against him. For a moment, I forget where we are and simply enjoy the warmth of his embrace.

“Now, let’s go swim in some glowing water before I end up fucking you in front of all these people.”

Chapter 14- Noah

“That was unbelievably amazing,” Bri exclaims, skipping ahead of me into the bungalow and dropping her bag next to the couch. “Hands down, best Christmas ever.”

Swimming beside Bri in the lagoon is an experience that I’ll never forget. The way her eyes lit up when she touched the water and smiled up at me, is seared into my mind. We only had about thirty minutes in the water, but it was worth it for her happiness alone.

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