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“Will you take me to see them?” I asked, leaning in closer.
“Possibly. I was thinking of a two to three-week honeymoon,” he said thoughtfully.
“On the island?” I asked, my excitement growing.
“Of course, unless you want to go somewhere else after a week,” he said, his eyes twinkling.
“I’d like to be alone with you,” I said softly, feeling the warmth of his gaze.
“Then the island it is,” he decided, his voice firm.
“If it’s ready,” I added, a hint of doubt in my voice.
“I’ll make sure it’s ready. I want you to myself too,” he assured me, his hand resting on my cheek.
“What about the staff?” I asked, practical as always.
“Only when we need them, and they’ll reside in another building,” he explained, his fingers brushing my hair back.
“I love you,” I whispered, my heart swelling with affection.
“I know,” he said confidently, adding a wink.
“Ass,” I muttered, shaking my head with a smile.
“You know it. Let me take a shower. I want to get to the plant before Gabe gets in,” he said, standing up and stretching.
I moved off Oliver’s lap, feeling the warmth of his body leave mine, and he flipped the sheet off him to reveal his nudity. A part of me wished we could stay in bed all day. We had talked about it, but it never seemed to happen. Maybe I could talk him into staying in bed when it got colder.
As Oliver headed to the shower, I watched him, my mind already wandering to our secluded paradise on Fox Island. It was going to be our little haven, away from the chaos, just the two of us.
I waited until Oliver left for the production plant to take a shower and prepare for the day. When I came out, I selected a pair of black jeans and a burgundy V-neck sweater from my suitcase. The bra and panty set I chose was pink and basically scraps of cloth held together by elastic and lace. Brenda arrived at my room just after I pulled on a pair of socks.
“Miss Stewart, I’m to escort you if you go out.”
“Yes, I know. Can you please call me Ryleigh?”
She smiled. “I prefer to call you Miss Stewart.”
“Is that because you feel comfortable, or it’s a requirement?” I asked.
“It’s part of the protocol.”
“I’m changing the protocol. Call me Ryleigh.”
She nodded and sat on the couch while I secured my sneakers. I wasn’t sure when Oliver would be back, but he told me I had one of the hotel limos at my disposal. I spent most of the late morning going in and out of luxury stores looking for a gift for Oliver. I found what I wanted in the second to last place I stopped, Yorkshire Jewelers. I had the clerk wrap my purchase in a small white gift bag.
The last store I entered and shopped around in was a lingerie place much like Boudoir Fashions in New York. I bought a few pairs of panties and bras before I headed back to the hotel. Oliver wasn’t there and I hadn’t heard from him since he walked out of the room this morning. My stomach churned as I texted him.
Is everything all right? I’m worried.
Please don’t. Everything is fine. We’ll talk when I come home.
I breathed a sigh of relief and asked Brenda is she wanted to join me for lunch. She declined saying if I didn’t need her any longer, she would head back to her room. After she was gone, I placed the gift bag on the large dining table so Oliver would see it when he got here. He arrived a half hour later. I jumped up from the couch as soon as I heard the door open. He looked exhausted, like he went ten rounds in the ring.
“What happened?” I asked.
“Let me change and we can talk.”
