Nice little Vacation

She carefully tried to read his beautiful hazel eyes which seemed to melt against the moonlight.

Reagan glanced at her with a mysterious smile and stood up, motioning for her to follow him, “Come. I want to show you something….”

Reagan walked out of the dining room and into the hallway.

“Where are you taking me?” Asked Aurora for the millionth time now and Reagan kept silent, just continuing on walking ahead.

As the yacht was big, too big for two people to wander around, it took a few minutes to arrive where Reagan was directing her. And when Reagan opened the final door, a scene was waiting for them. It was the deck of the yacht. The serene and calming wave of the ocean was almost drowning and Aurora was in awe in front of her.

There were some fairy lights hanging by the wall and a projector playing some movie she wasn’t familiar with, candles and roses placed almost everywhere creating a dim and romantic vibe. In the center was a mini table with some snacks and wine and pillows spread apart and blankets on the floor.

Reagan turned to her, watching her reaction carefully.

“So?” He asked expectantly.

“So?” she repeated, confused.

“So what’s your reaction, princess? I prepared everything myself. Won't you praise me?” He asked, pouting in front of her.

“This looks beautiful and relaxing. You did well.” She complimented, although a bit against her will but the scene in front of her was just pretty.

Reagan scoffed disappointedly, “Just good? What do you mean good? I did very well. The hours and effort it took me to make this and cook our food..” he said, making her guilty, and Aurora just raised her eyebrows at him. His mood really is a wonder, she's surprised how quickly it changes.

“Is this it though?” She asked, pointing at the table. They were still standing by the door, still talking.

His eyebrows creased, “Why? Did you have anything in mind?”

Aurora shrugged, “This was not what I expected when you said something dirty to me earlier.” She mumbled low enough but he clearly heard it with that mischievous smile now plastered on his face. She released a sigh of relief, happy that he was not making her do anything weird. At least that’s good but something inside her was…disappointed.

And Reagan was quick to sense her expression, “Hmmm disappointed princess? Care to tell me what you were expecting then?”

She shook her head and just ran to the table and sat. “Now that it’s here, I’ll enjoy it then.”

She said, and Reagan followed and sat beside her. His eyes trailed on her bare legs that were exposed from the red silky robe she was wearing and licked his lips, and gulped.

Aurora pushed her hand away, “Stop staring, bastard.”

Reagan seemed to be in a trance and when he recovered, he shook his head, “I was just thinking…about your legs…” He paused and that made Aurora give her a look and he continued explaining.

“I mean I didn’t have more clothes for women so I could only offer a robe to you…it must be freezing.” He said and stood up to grab something from inside the yacht and when he returned, a black hoodie and pants were in his hands. He gently placed it on the table, “You can change into these.”

He then turned around, “I won't peek so you can change now.”

Aurora blinked, shocked by this sudden change of behavior. She did as he told and made sure he wasn’t peeking. She turned her back to him and removed her robe and changed into his pants and hoodie. She smelled the hoodie he gave and it smelled just like him…she couldn’t help but think about something…how since childhood and until the other day, she just had feelings for this man and hated him recently.

The past her would never expect to be stuck in Reagan’s own yacht… It was just her past dream and it was too good to be true. However, now as she’s in this situation, she doesn’t know what to feel about all this.

She cleared her throat, driving away all these thoughts. “Alright, I’m done now.” She said and he turned around.

The two of them sat beside each other and although Aurora kept on inching away from him and would try to create some distance yet Reagan would scoot closer to her. Aurora just gave up and Reagan smiled in victory. He then got the remote and pressed to play another movie.

The movie he chose was an adult movie…a movie she wanted to see a few months ago but her parents were strictly guarding her so she wasn’t allowed….She’s already legal and old enough to be allowed but her mother was so strict about it…

Now seeing it, she can’t help but smile devilishly, wondering what would be her parents' reaction knowing she just watched this type of movie…

A s*x scene came on, and Aurora’s body stiffened, her cheeks reddening. She glanced at Reagan who was calmly watching the movie, too preoccupied. She knew what a man and woman could do at the night as they both shared a bed.…

Dasha, who was years younger than she knew about it and even explained the process herself to her, and yet seeing it like this is a bit..stimulating and weird and strange and she doesn't know how to express it in words.

Reagan sensed her stare so he glanced at her and she quickly averted her gaze to the movie. She bit her lip as the scenes were being too lustful and wild that she couldn’t bear to look at them…

Reagan grabbed the snacks and offered her to eat, which she took. They also drank the wine placed there, and Aurora made herself busy eating.

At last, the movie ended, and she sighed in relief, feeling all tensed up the whole duration of the movie. Reagan smirked at her, sensing her uncomfortable expression but didn’t comment about it, which is a relief for her.

“I’ll wash your clothes tomorrow and will make sure they are completely dry for you to wear.” He spoke up. “I can’t do my plans if you’re walking around the yacht with only a robe on…it’s a temptation and will distract me and I know I can’t resist,” he teased.

Aurora snorted at what he said, taking it as his joke, and wanted to ask this question that bubbles in her mind, the whole night “Why are you being romantic?”

Well, he’s acting strange and opposite of what she had imagined he would do…

He looked at her, “Did you forget what I just said earlier? I said I will make you love me again. Make you realize I am awesome and hot that you can’t resist taking me in.”

She froze, completely forgetting about that now and not expecting him to take that seriously. “I thought you were just bluffing and threatening me.”

He just smiled and Reagan looked at his wristwatch and mumbled a curse, “Oh it's getting late now, I’ll take you back to your room.” He announced.

She glanced at the table and saw the snacks in disarray, the blankets everywhere and messy. She pointed at it, “What about that mess?”

“Leave it. I’ll just arrange that later.” He said, not caring about it and offering his hand to help her stand up. She grabbed the robe she wore earlier and ignored Reagan’s waiting hand, “I can stand up myself.” she said defensively.

Reagan nodded and gave her a smile, “I enjoyed this night, Aurora.”

Aurora just smiled and Reagan’s eyebrows furrowed. “You didn’t enjoy it?”

She shrugged, “Depends on the things you planned on doing with me tomorrow.”

He chuckled, “Right. You still see me as the enemy here.”

She gulped, “You won’t try anything weird to me in this yacht, right?”

He stared intently at her, “I’m not sure about that, princess. But I know I can treat a girl right, as you have witnessed.”

Aurora rolled her eyes, not wanting his answer, “Then kidnapping me in the middle of the ocean is treating a lady right?”

He shook his head defensively, looking offended “Oh, don’t call it kidnapping. It’s a vacation, princess.”

“A vacation? You’re the only one who’s enjoying this.” She retorted.

“Are you sure?” he asked, “Then I’ll try to make it as enjoyable as possible for you. Goodnight, princess.. I’ll see you tomorrow.” With a wink, he disappeared into the corridors. Somehow, inside Aurora’s chest just beat fast, not from falling for Reagan instantly, but both nervousness and excitement for tomorrow to come…Whatever he planned out…she’s really nervous to think about it.