Chapter Twenty-Three
Alessandra
“Wake up, Lips, you’ve got a busy day ahead of you,” Joel’s voice called out from somewhere inside the house.
My eyes slowly opened, and I had to peek over a blanket that was covering half my face.
At some point, Joel left the hammock we were lying in together, and covered me with a blanket so I wouldn’t get chilled. Instead of jumping out of the hammock, I tucked the blanket around my neck and simply listened to the waves. The gentle breeze moved the hammock back and forth in a sweet, rhythmic motion. How was I supposed to ever leave this spot?
“Nice bed head.” Joel came walking out of the bungalow wearing just swim trunks, and I couldn’t help but gawk at him from my blanket cocoon.
“Scoot over.” He sat two plates on the wooden porch rail before somehow finding room in the hammock with me. He reached over to grab the plates and sat one in my lap.
“Pancakes.” The last time he made pancakes they were exquisite.
“Banana pancakes.” He winked and cut into his own set of them on his plate. Just looking at them made my mouth water. My arms shot out of the blanket like daisies in the spring, and I took a bite of those sweet cakes.
I moaned and complimented him on his cooking skills.
As soon as I was finished, I snuggled myself in the blanket again and let out a nice sigh of contentment.
“Don’t get too comfy. You have an appointment to keep.” He grabbed our plates and set them on the porch rail again.
“What appointment?” I asked, as he gripped my arms and pulled me over to his side of the hammock. Luckily neither of us fell out.
“A surprise appointment.” He waggled his eyebrows and I rolled my eyes in response.
“I just wanna stay here all day,” I whined. I meant that in two ways: here at the beautiful house on the water, and with him. Yesterday was a victory in his battle agenda. It was beautiful, and a day I would never forget.
Even though the need for sex was prominent after such a slow start to our relationship, we were enjoying each other’s company. I’d never been with someone with whom I could laugh and use my wit. Even when things were heated, there was still fun in the air. We could laugh, tease, and be intimate all in the same moment. It was something I’d never experienced before, and that’ showed me this was something different. Joel was trying to win my heart, and he was succeeding.
It wasn’t long before he was kicking me out of the hammock and insisting that I get ready for my surprise. I was both excited and nervous as he drove us back to civilization, and then towards a fancy-looking resort.
“You’ve had a taste of my pussy and now you’re dropping me off at a hotel?” I questioned him, and he laughed.
“Yeah, it was so nasty I can’t have you around me anymore. We are over, Alessandra.” He helped me out of the Jeep and led me through the lobby of the extravagant hotel.
“Okay, seriously, what are we doing here?” I was letting my impatience show.
“This!” He gestured towards two big glass doors with opaque glass.
“Ka Hoola Wai?” What does that mean?
We opened the doors and a beautiful spa was revealed.
“You’re getting a spa day. Figured you needed some pampering after all the traveling you did. Plus, I’m guessing it’s been a long time since you’ve done something like this.” He held his hand out for me and once I placed it in his much larger one, he kissed my knuckles, nuzzling my hand against his cheek.
A spa day.
I’d never had one. There was never time nor money.
“All right, ladies, take care of my woman. Make sure you buff those devil horns on her head nice and good.” He gave me a quick kiss before I could bite him and then he left.
I was then surrounded by women and escorted to a back room, where I was asked to undress and then wrapped up in one of the softest robes I had ever felt.
Hours later, I had been massaged, had a facial and seaweed wrap, and gotten a mani-pedi. I was going to owe Joel a spectacular blowjob for this. Weakness was not something I liked showing, and I needed this more than he knew. I was so tired, and run down. Years of doing everything by myself had taken its toll on me mentally, and it was nice to officially let go and just enjoy myself, to do what I wanted without thinking about how it would affect my child, my job or my bank account.
Joel met me at the curb when I texted him that I was all done and ready to be picked up.
