CHAPTER 19

Can I kiss you?"

Darlene's pretty eyes flustered before me, the glow in them brightening more than ever, and God knows she was the prettiest thing my eyes had ever seen that way.

Her skin, under the sunlight, was as white as snow, and the golden hue cast a fine shadow upon it. She looked like milk. Very beautiful, very dainty, the most gorgeous thing ever.

And the sexiest too.

No woman had ever been so bold enough to make the first move before me.

So, having her ask to kiss me, excited a nerve deep within me and at that moment, the things I wanted to do to her—

"Afternoon, Mr an Mrs Mckenzie."

We were interrupted by a new voice, and on cue, Darelene and I had our heads turning to the woman in front of us.

Instantly, I was able to tell that it was one of the Picnic staffs. The plain white shirt and blue trousers she had on— which I was certain was their uniform— was right in front of our faces, struggling with that bright grin on her tab face, for attention.

"Afternoon," Darelene wa