Page 42 of Escape To Paradise
“Okay.” I remained unimpressed.
When the waitress came back with our drinks, I chose the broiled fish with greens. Julian ordered the roast chicken.
I looked around, finding the view spectacular. We were near the water enough that we could hear the waves. Boats were docked near the shore. It seemed I had completely forgotten the Sea Eagle and my co-workers. Being with Julian was almost intoxicating; it was an escape from my everyday reality.
“You still spending the night?” Julian sipped on his foamy beer.
“You want me to spend the night?” I asked.
“I’d want nothing more than to make love to you all night,” was his response.
“That settles it then. Your sex drive is very high.”
“You have no idea. I could do it all day.” He was looking at me intensely.
Sex with Julian had been amazing, but he had stretched me down there, and it had been stinging a little. But I admit, just the mere mention of him being inside me made me wet again.
Our dinner arrived after twenty minutes. I got a local white fish that had broil marks with vegetable greens. It didn’t look appetizing. Julian’s roast chicken looked simple as well. I ate a forkful of the fish and was amazed at how moist and sweet the fish was. It also had a certain spice I couldn’t put my finger on. Also, some ginger taste.
“Don’t put down the food here. It might fool you with its simple appearance.” Julian gave me a piece of his roast chicken; it was smokey and flavorful.
“You’re right.”
After dinner, we went down to the beach area to walk off our dinner. There was music playing in the background, and we could hear laughter in the air. There were people walking about by the seashore.
After our stroll, we headed back to Julian’s villa. He helped me get out of his jeep and helped carry my plastic bag inside, setting it on the floor along with his backpack. As soon as he closed the door, he undressed me. He held my hand, and we went upstairs to have another round of lovemaking.
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“Do you really have to go?” Julian was still naked under the sheets.
“Yeah, I promised Maverick I would train his staff today.”
“I don’t like that guy.” His voice changed.
“You never told me what your real beef is with that guy?” I was also still naked under the sheets.
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Fair. Will you be able to drop me off at The Flamingo by 9 a.m.?” I asked with pleading eyes.
“I guess I have to.”
“Thank you. It’s work. He promised he would pay me for my services.”
Julian scowled. “I don’t want you hanging out with that guy. Just get your money and then have nothing to do with him after.”
“I promise.” I kissed him on the lips and got up to take a shower. Julian didn’t go in with me, which I was relieved. I was afraid he would sneak another fuck session, and I would be late for my appointment. But he seemed to have respected that.
When I got ready, Julian slipped into his boxers, shorts, and shirt. I grabbed the plastic bag with my clothes by the front door.
“You can have this.” Julian had emptied his backpack and handed it to me.
“Thank you.” I placed my plastic bag inside.
We got out of his house and hopped into his Jeep.
Julian was quiet on our drive back to town. Until he asked, “When will I see you again, Harper?”
