~Evan~ Dusk dawned, Harbour Lights Barbados comes to life. Everywhere I look, all sizes, age and shapes of people crowd the nightlife of this beautiful city, mingling together for one reason – to enjoy the fire – the excitement of seeing something different, something new. It was easy to get lost in a place where no one really knows who I am. And who I was or who I want to be. For these people around me, chattering, dancing, drinking and getting lost in conversations with their companions, I’m just another tourist lost in the magnificent city of Bridgetown. The frost feel of this beer bottle in my hands was the exact opposite of the warm breeze coming from Carlisle Bay. This bottle kept me company while I rejected every girl that came up to me with an invitation to their hotel room.

~Cali~Such pretty brown eyes staring at me. I never thought I’d seen such a shade of brown. Honey gold flakes highlighted by brown strands that made his eyes look like gems under those long lashes. His lips were so full and red as if someone had sucked the life out of him. His nose is whittle to perfection and the day old stubble on his sharp jaws didn’t take away any ounce of his appeal.His hair is a mesh gold, almost brown locks, a few strands fell on his face in a sexy way…I need to stop with the adjectives for a bit.“Thank you,” I politely accepted the drink from the glaring bartender. Since I saw her make the drink in front of me, I am willing to accept this drink from this gorgeous stranger.

~Cali~“Shut up,” groping on the side table, I groaned at the annoying vibration of the alarm. Why does it have to be so loud in announcing that it’s time to face reality again? I couldn’t even reach for the damn annoying thing. My limbs are too short even for just reaching this damn irritating alarm clock!Pushing the duvet from my body, chills ignited on my bare skin, the silk fabric rolled in my waist. I reached for the annoying garish thing. “sta 'zitto!”Who the hell sets an alarm on a freaking vacation?Only Cali Reed. Stupid me.Grumbling, I rubbed my temple in circles. How did I end up naked in bed?Seeing my clothes scattered on the flo

~Cali~Is he real? Did my vajayjay have a mind of its own? It kept going on fantasizing about him, and it’s disturbing my mind!I must be going bonkers - that’s if I’m not already there - but not on this level. He can’t be living in my head. This gorgeous stranger can’t be...“Princess,” he’s really here.Oh, my...Gone were his sunglasses. Staring down at me is my favorite shade of brown irises, devouring my awful unpresentable state.He is gawking, studying me. His charm is mesmerizing, taking away my ability to utter a single word. There are tons of questions I should ask this man and this is the right time to interrogate him.

This chapter is R-18 (Seriously)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Cali~If it was possible, a gush of liquid pooled on my panties. I squirmed in my seat, excitement oozing in my blood at his words. I swallowed a huge chunk of air, an awkward laugh escaping my mouth. “W-what?”“You heard me, Princess,” he murmured. I looked into his eyes, dark abyss boring holes into my dazed green ones, probing, challenging.“Uhm…” speak, dammit! No one in this world rendered me speechless - much less have me stuttering - only him. “H-here? Now?”His thick brows quirked up, daring me to do as he pleased.“Yo