He Stole My Heart ✅

64 - Beach, fireflies and ???

After another few days in Serengeti, we traveled to Zanzibar by Brown's private jet. Zanzibar, the spice island. We thanked our staff at the campsite and Natron for making our stay at Serengeti smooth.

We checked into our beach resort. The pearl white sand, clear blue waters, and swaying palm trees are calling out to me the moment I stepped in here. But, first I need to eat and hit the bed and snooze today.

Since we are here in the offseason, the rainy season here... there aren't many tourists. So I was hoping the beach is not tightly packed.

"We need to go to the prison island," Jason said coming out of the washroom with his hair dripping wet from the shower. He is dressed in his jeans and a towel around his shoulders. My eyes darted to his hard rock chest and his well-toned abs.

A stray drop ran through the curves of his abs disappearing into his jeans. I gulped and turned my head towards the window in embarrassment.

Jason either didnt notice my little drooling session or chose to not comment on it. He binned his towel in the laundry basket and wore his T-shirt.

"Earth to Amy" he snapped his fingers in front of my face. I looked at him with my flushed face.

"Yeah?"

"We got to go to Prison Island. And I dont think you have dressed appropriately." He said eyeing my pajamas.

"Huh? Can we start looking around from tomorrow? I need a lazy day in bed after sitting in the jeep for 12hrs daily for 5days straight." As much as I loved the safari and spotting the animals, sitting in a jeep while it drove on the uneven ground took a toll on my body.

"Just tell me that you love cuddle sleeping with me." He winked

"Get over yourself, Jason." In no way I'm going to agree to that, now we don't want to fuel his conceitedness. Do we?

We had lunch in our room and both of us dozed off as soon as we hit the bed snuggling together, which became a silent rule, no questions asked.

By the time I woke up its around 8:30 pm and my stomach is growling in hunger. I saw Jason sitting with his back in support of the headboard and busy typing in his laptop.

Does this guy ever enjoy the moment? He is on this beautiful island with a beach 50m away and is stuck with work.

"At last, the sleeping beauty is up. I thought I should kiss you to wake you up." His twinkling eyes left the laptop screen for a split second.

"I'm hungry"

"Do you wanna call room service?" He asked passing me the menu.

"Did you finish your dinner?"

"No"

"Then let's go out to some local restaurant or something," I told him sitting cross-legged on the bed facing him and cracking my neck.

"Can we go tomorrow? I'm kinda busy with some work. Can't you adjust with room service this one time?" He stopped typing and looked at me with pleading eyes.

"Okay fine" I dragged the word fine showing my annoyance.

"You are going to be the first man on earth who wants to work on his honeymoon," I mumbled going through the menu.

Jason turned to me with a teasing glint in his eyes. "Oh? so this is a honeymoon now? I thought you want to keep it as a trip between two friends?"

Why can't the earth open up and swallow me whole?

"I didnt mean it that way. This is so embarrassing," I mumbled as the heat began to spread to my cheeks.

"More embarrassing than the time when giraffe licked your face the other day and you ran away with me chasing after you and Natron chasing after me?"