Page 30 of Her Noble Protector
A few weeks later
“This view is . . . breathtaking,” Sunni announced as she pressed her back into my chest. We had a picnic on a private beach. The waves hit the shore, and the sound was relaxing as I held her in my arms.
My bruises had faded. My body had recovered enough to enjoy some fun on the beach. When Sunni proposed we’d go to the beach, I assumed she meant the one forty-five minutes away in Cade’s Cove—hell, Galveston had also come to mind. Sunni had other ideas.
We traveled to Costa Rica. We flew on Mr. Stone’s private jet to a small airport, where we drove about an hour to the beach house she rented for our weeklong bae-cation.
We spent our first day here recovering from the jetlag. Today we’d enjoyed the culture and cuisines and had a nice picnic on a private beach.
“Let’s go for a walk,” Sunni suggested.
“Whatever you want, my love.”
She stood and stretched her arms above her head. I perused her frame in awe. Over the last couple of days, I’d noticed a lot of changes in Sunni’s physical appearance. Her hips were wider, her thighs thicker, and her face was rounder. Not to mention the growth in her titties. They’d become tender as hell when I’d suck on them.
I stood and made sure I had my phone, keys, and wallet before we began our stroll on the beach. The sun set in the distance as the water crashed into our feet, washing away our footprints.
“We’re crazy, huh?” Sunni asked.
I glanced down at her. “What do you mean?”
“To fall in love and feel so strongly for each other so fast. We’re crazy. That’s the only explanation for what we’re doing.”
“I’ll be crazy then. I wouldn’t change a thing. Our journey is unique and special to us.”
“Yeah, but?—”
“Are you having second thoughts about being with me?” I asked.
Sunni’s steps halted. “Excuse me?”
“You’re talking like you regret what we’ve built.”
“There are no regrets at all. I’m just saying, when I think about it from the outside looking in, it’s a crazy ass love story.”
“I don’t care what it looks like to anybody other than us. My only concern is making sure you’re happy and taken care of.”
“I am.”
“Good.” I reached behind her and gave her ass a firm smack.
She let out a yelp. “Noble!”
“What?”
“I should smack yours back.”
A laugh escaped my mouth. “Don’t do no shit like that, bae.”
The mischievous smirk on her face made me put some distance between us. Her crazy ass plotted on my ass, but I would not let her get the chance.
“I will not touch your butt. I promise,” she sang. She cupped her hands and fell a couple of steps behind me.
“Man, watch out!” I chuckled as I jogged forward, trying to keep her away from me.
This went on for what felt like hours but was really only a few minutes before her clumsy ass tripped over some sticks in the sand.
“Ow!” she cried out.
