SOME CRAZY GETAWAY

"You mean I have to spend two weeks on an island with him!” Kristen shouted. She did not like the idea of being with Adrian for two minutes, much less being with him for two whole weeks. It was a stupid idea by her parents to make her like him and it was not working, not one bit. 

“You can get to know him better,” her mother said.

“I don’t want to get to know him. I thought you will talk to Dad about Thomas?” She asked her mother. She was so furious. She could not believe that after she had so much faith that her mother would actually talk to her father, she believed that her father would actually change his mind about her marrying the infuriating bastard.

“Thomas is not a good choice Kristen.” Her mother was trying to be sympathetic; Kristen knew this but it not justify the way she spoke of Thomas, of her as though they were cattle to be traded.

“You do remember we are human mother. We are not animals. We are meant to have choices!” She sounded much harsher than she intended but frankly she did not care. Her mother deserved her treatment.

“I know Kristen. No one is saying you don’t have choices. But life is much more complicated than that, you have to make choices knowing full well that it will affect everyone around you.” Her mother’s words were reasonable and they sounded rational enough. But Kristen was not feeling rational at all, she wanted to be selfish. She did not want to care if he decision not to marry the bastard made the company broke or not. Her happiness was the most important thing.

“I am not doing this mother, there is nothing you and father will do to change my mind. I am not going on vacation with Adrian. I am not spending two weeks on an island with him. And I am not going to marry him!” 

She didn’t care for her mother’s sensibilities at that point in her life. She walked out of her mother’s expensively decorated room, banging the door for good measure.

She stamped her foot angrily on the ground as the left her mother’s room. She could feel tears prick the sides of her eyes and a heavy lump had appeared in her throat.

It was during those times that she detested being an only child. It was during those moments that she hated that she was female.

If she had a sibling then all the responsibility would not be placed on her. If she was not a girl then her father would have trusted her with the company. He would not have to get her married for him to feel the company was safe.

It was as those moments that Kristen missed her brother. As she walked up to her room, she wished that he had not died at such a young age. He had died when he was ten years old and she was just six. She was not extremely close to him, but she liked to imagine that she would have been close to him. That no one would be forcing her to get married. That she could live like a normal twenty one year old. That she could go out for drinks with her friends without fear of disappointing a certain someone.

She sat on her bed and wished everything would just go away. She lay carefully on her bed and wished that when she woke up, that all her problems would have disappeared.

Sleeping hadn’t solved Kristen’s problem. Instead, she had woken up very cranky to the realization that nothing had changed. She was still going on vacation with the insufferable bastard.

Her sleep had been short and fitful as she dreamt of a secluded island with the handsome bastard. She had felt the same electricity that she felt when he touched in the restaurant in the dream. Before the dream it seemed that she had forgotten that her body was attracted to him.

Her mind knew that it was so wrong to be attracted to him; he has such perverse views of life. It was almost sickening. 

She could not help but wish that Adrian would just object vehemently to the entire plan of the marriage and all. But by her father’s words the next day, it seemed like he actually wanted to go on the vacation.

But then again, it seemed too much of an assumption. She remembered the hard and hate filled look that he had given her during the meeting, the annoyed and irritated look and that he gave her when they first met dying the party. It was clear that he hated her as much as she hated him.

Kristen chuckled as she realized their situation; two people that hated each other’s guts on an island, alone for two weeks. What was the worst that could happen?

                        

Adrian needed a vacation, he felt like he deserved one. He had been working non-stop trying to please his father for the past one year and to be frank he was tired of it. The only time of rest he had was his cabin, and he could not even disappear there now. He had to think about Kristen and there was too much on ground.

His father’s plan had been crazy to say the least, but he couldn’t help but feel interested. He was tired of the city and two weeks in his father’s private island sounded very tempting. 

He could use the privacy and he very much needed the break. The only downside to the invitation was the fact that he had to spend the two weeks with the spoilt brat. The major problem was not the fact that she was annoying and that she grated on his nerves. It was the fact that he was not sure he would be able to restrain himself from touching her, from kissing her beautiful lips for two whole weeks. 

To be frank, he was not sure he would last less than a day.

Succumbing to his pleasures had not always been a problem. Resisting had even been easier. It was not that he felt she would reject him, on the contrary he could see the fire in her eyes, and she would let him. The only problem was the fact that their parents wanted them to get married, and he did not want to marry her. Hell, he did not want to marry anyone.

Marriage was work. Relationships in general were too much work for him. Sex on the other hand was much easier, sweeter and much more pleasurable.

He had weighed his options and realized that he would take chances. He told his father that he would love the chance to get to know Kristen better and in a few days, he was in a plane going half way across the world.

When he saw Kristen that morning, his blood began to boil. He had not seen her since dinner and he had wished that her wearing just a shirt was a onetime thing. It seemed that it hadn’t and the little chit found pleasure in his ire.

The shirt she wore was even shorter and more exposed than the one she wore the previous time. If she bent just a little, her ass would be open for the entire airline staff. To somehow compliment the dress, she wore knee high socks. Adrian felt she should have just come naked.

There is no way my wife is dressing like that, he thought to himself. 

Wife?

When did he start thinking of her in that manner? He had no plans of marrying her. She was not his wife, neither was she his girlfriend. How she dressed was none of his business.

So he looked forward and refused to acknowledge her as she sashayed into the plane. Her long dark brown hair was wavy and it seemed to catch light. An angry frown graced her normally beautiful features. When her eyes met his, she shot him an annoyed scowl that made her look more vulture than human. It was obvious that she did not want the vacation.

Taking a deep breath, he took his attention back to the online chess game he was playing. It was going to be a long ride.

                

Kristen did not understand Adrian. He was annoying, irritating and generally a frustrating human being. She had expected him to react violently to the vacation plans as he didn’t even like her, but he was calm. It was as though he was enjoying seeing her so riled up. He seemed so at peace in the plane and if she didn’t know better she would have said that he was the one that planned the vacation.

She sat on her chair, making as much noise ad possible. It was annoying that he seemed so calm when she was at her wits end. She had a very strong urge to annoy him.

“I can’t believe I am leaving the country for two whole weeks,” she said out loud. She had no reasons to actually say it loud, but the silence was killing her. They were the only two people in the plane and that was making it worse.

Adrian looked up from his tab and stared at her. She matched his stare with a glare of her own and refused to back down. Surprisingly, he was the one to back down as he focused his attention back on his tab, not saying anything.

Kristen felt like pulling her hair. He seemed untouchable. She had left her entire life; all the work she had to do in the office, the wedding she was supposed to attend, simply because her father wanted her to get married to the infuriating man. And it seemed like she was the only one affected.

Kristen heard the pilot’s voice preparing them for the flight and she sighed. It was going to be a long, long vacation. Unable to help herself, she arranged herself more comfortably on the chair and went to sleep.

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From the deep depth of slumber, Kristen felt herself being shook awake and not even softly.

“Kristen!” The annoying voice shouted.

“Just a little longer,” she mumbled, still enveloped in sleep.

“Wake up Kristen. We have to get off the jet.”

Jet?

It was then that it occurred to Kristen that she was on a plane. They had finally landed and she had slept through the entire flight.

She opened her eyes and was met with Adrian’s blue eyes staring down at her. That close, he looked so beautiful. His black hair was falling over his face; his brows were knitted in concentration. He looked so handsome even when he was serious.

“Good morning,” she mumbled and he immediately shifted back. It was obvious that he had not expected that she would wake up. Kristen did not understand the feeling that she had when he left. It was as though a part of her body was taken away, she did not like the feeling, not one bit.

“You slept for the entire flight.” Adrian sounded like he was asking rather than making a statement. Kristen could not believe that she had slept for straight five hours and she was not even on a bed. She blamed her sleep on how comfortable the chair was.

“I was tired,” she defended herself. Adrian looked like no one could sleep that long without being abnormal and so Kristen felt the need to clarify some things.

“We should get to the cabin before its dark,” he said. It was then that Kristen realized that the day was starting to get dark. It was pure daylight when she left New York, she had not really thought about the time difference and how awkward it would be for her.

“Okay,” she said and stood up from the chair. Her entire body was aching. It seemed that no matter how comfortable the chair was. It wasn’t fit for sleeping.

Adrian did not wait for her as he walked out of the plane. Kristen rolled her eyes at his childishness, wondering how she was going to deal with that for the next two weeks.

When Kristen stepped out of the private jet, she was wowed. Clayton Tremont had bragged about the island that he owned to her father and Kristen had felt the old man was just over exaggerating. It turned out that he wasn’t. 

Though it was already getting dark, she could see the beautiful white sand, the green forests, the blue sea and the simple looking cabin that lay ahead. To Kristen, it felt like she stepped into another planet.

The sun had begun to set and she could see the beautiful orange glow that it had cast, her fingers itched to take a picture.

“What are you standing and staring at? Come inside!” Adrian shouted from inside the cabin and Kristen rolled her eyes at his audacity.

He was not the boss of her.

Who did he feel he was to order her around?

And he expected her to listen.

She had half the mind to stand outside just to piss him off, but she realized that she would be doing herself more harm than good and so she walked into the house to begin her vacation for two weeks.