Andrew's light brown eyes were staring at Kenzie adoringly as they stand by the vessel's bow. His hands gently caressed her face while slowly leaning closer.
Kenzie felt her heart going wild, just gawking at Andrew's athletic face. She gulped, realizing what was about to happen.
Seconds apart, Kenzie closed her eyes, anticipating their second, yet their very first, meaningful kiss.
Just as she was inches away from Andrew's lips, a loud banging awoke her from her dream.
Kenzie groaned as she awakened, frowning at the realization that her special kiss, even in a dream, had just been interrupted by the very same man.
"Kenzie, sweetheart. Time to wake up!" She heard Andrew banging at the door of his bedroom suite.
"Damn, you Andrew. I can't believe I dreamed of him kissing me," she muttered under her breath. Her mouth twitched before adding, "And I was looking forward to it."
She could only keep
Kenzie should have seen the signs. It was right in front of her ever since. From Andrew's suite, she was leaning against the balcony railings, watching the endless waters, when she recalled how she often met new acquaintances, especially girls. "So, you are Kenzie, right? Kyle's brother?" "Kenzie, we've been friends for some time now. Are we ever going to meet your brother?" "What's it like to be you? Did I mention your brother is so hot!" It was... mostly about Kyle, really. They wanted to be friends with her because they wanted to have a chance with her twin brother. Kenzie, at least, had a few honest approaches. She remembered Kennedy, who was probably one that she considered a good friend. Back then, when she met her at her father's office, Kennedy said, "So, my dad said, since your dad and my dad are working together on a project, we should be like... friends." Kenzie and Kennedy still hit it off, only th
"Sir? What can I do for you?" Passed midnight, Andrew made a phone call to his assistant, Wendell Reyes. "Wendell, I need you to do a background check on someone for me. Kenzie Wright of Monroe City in the US. I sent you the details in the email. I need to know everything about her. Your life depends on it," Andrew directed while trying to keep his voice down. "Well, since you put it that way, Sir. I will do as you say. I'll check with our resources and let you know soon," Wendell replied. Andrew did not want to have to find out this way. He earnestly preferred to hear everything from Kenzie, but he felt strong walls guarding her when it came to her background. For the life of him, he could not fathom it.Most girls in her shoes would have already given him their life's story, but not Kenzie. A week had passed, and she remained a mystery to him. Andrew could only hold on to her name. Thus, he just had to know more. "Wait
"On top or under?" Andrew asked, still giving off that sly grin. "Oh, please. Don't even get me started," Kenzie retorted. "Can we have another set of questions?" "Again, sweetheart, your mind is dirty," Andrew insisted. "These questions could mean anything." He leaned back in his seat before including, "I personally would like to be on top of everything, like my career." "Fine! I like to be on top too." She gave her answer. A hissed left Andrew's lips before he informed, "This is going to be tough in bed then." "I knew it!" She answered, shaking her head before taking in more of the Ramyeon broth. "You are always green." "Next, what is your favorite part of my body?" He asked before sharing, "You already know mine." As soon as his eyes landed on Kenzie's chest, she saw him wink. She winced and unwittingly covered her chest, despite it being perfectly concealed by Andrew's over-size shirt. "Pervert!"
"Kenzie, can I kiss you?" The request repeated in her head again and again. Kenzie was not shocked at all. Andrew was always teasing and to say there was sexual tension between them was an understatement. Andrew, asking for a kiss, did not surprise her. It did, however, sparked butterflies in her stomach, a sensation that was far louder and rowdier than she ever felt for Brad, her fake boyfriend of two years. 'Wait, why am I feeling anxious? This would not be the first time we would kiss,' she asked herself, still maintaining to bury her face in Andrew's solid chest. 'Do I want to kiss him? Of course, silly! You dreamt of him doing it! Just get over it and get some relief!' Quietly, she scolded herself. Kenzie knew she was in denial. Why? Maybe it was because she had recently gotten off a bad relationship and that she was hurt badly? The truth was, Kenzie was not sure if she was ready for this again.
Chuckling, Kenzie brought her knees up to her chest as she sat on Andrew's bed. "Sorry." "It's okay, sweetheart. I'll take whatever you can give." Andrew was lying on the bed with a massive boner. The two had brought their make-out session to the bedroom when Kenzie decided she was not ready to go all the way. The second she said no, Andrew rolled off her and laid on his back. He groaned and looked down at his angry bulge. He sighed and said, "Well, I guess I need to take care of this." He sat up and turned to Kenzie, offering, "Are you sure? Because there is still time to... change your mind." Kenzie smiled and shook her head. She responded, "Sorry. I - I won't change my mind. Go and take care of it. I'll be here when you're done." A hiss left Andrew's lips. His eyes narrowed before he stated, "You are such a tease, Kenzie Wright. I swear." Still, he leaned forward and pecked on her cheek, and softly added, "I'll be
Day ten on the cruise. 'Andrew was busy,' Kenzie reminded herself as she walked on her own, into the outlets of the ship. She did not really know what she wanted to buy, but when Andrew told her he was going to have an emergency video conference call, she decided to do some shopping. For the past two hours, she had not bought anything, her mind just constantly drifting to Andrew, wondering what he was doing. She sighed, realizing; she had gotten used to being with Andrew these past few days, that she did not seem to know what to do without him. Out of nowhere, two ladies called from behind her. "Kenzie! Do you want to join us?" It was Jessica, and she was with Alice. Jessica hastened her pace to Kenzie's direction and suggested, "There is an adult shop on the ship and we are going to check it out!" "Trust me, hon. Husbands love toys," remarked Alice, winking at Kenzie. Instantly, Kenzie fro
[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS R-18. IT FEATURES MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS] "Don't - don't women get multiple orgasms? So does it mean when I get sort of wet, that's it?" Andrew heard Kenzie say, and he was taken aback. He could not believe his ears! 'Is she kidding me? Did she honestly think getting wet is a conclusion of an orgasm?'A surge of emotions filled his body. He snapped and tossed the egg vibrator on the floor! Why would she give her first orgasm to a toy when he was there for her? He briskly walked towards her and lifted her body. He carried her to the dining table and settled her there. Hungrily, he crashed his lips against her while parting her legs and closing the gap between them. Since the second time they kissed, they had been making out freely. This was not new to them, especially since Kenzie always stayed in his suite. Their mouths parted willingly,
Sure, Kenzie felt like she and Andrew had a connection, and while she was expecting them, or at least hoped for them to continue on with whatever it was they had to go after the cruise, she was not expecting a marriage proposal. "Kenzie, say something. You've been staring at me blankly for a minute now," Andrew pleaded, holding both her arms. Her mouth parted, but no words came out. She closed them back and took a deep breath. Only then did she manage to answer, "Don't get me wrong, Andrew. I like you, but we - we barely know each other." "We obviously like each other and I know this sounds crazy, but I really want this," he said and urged. "Take that leap of faith with me." With his words, Kenzie rose from the couch and requested, "Andrew, I - I think, we should give ourselves time to think about this, especially you." "Kenzie," Andrew stood up, blocking her from leaving. It was obvious to her that she was fleeing. From what Kenzi