"How long have you been working at our resort?" I ask Jade while I am watching in their equipment as a lifeguard. Currently, we are here in their basement. Although I am the daughter of the owner of this resort, I have not now known earlier that we have bay watchers.

"I've been here at your resort for 12 years."

I stop from peeking up to the surfing board. "12 years?" I look at him. "How old are you right now?"

"Your age first." He chuckles, laying his back on the door while crossing his arms.

TSS. This guy seems to want to get me, huh.

Raising my brow, I answer his statement. "I'm 22. How about you?"

"Plus one of your age is my age."

"So, you're 23. Then, you were 11 years old when you started working here?"

"Yeah. You're right." He left in leaning on the door, shoving his hand in his pocket, and walks over to me. "I am not coming from a rich family. My father was just a freight man at a factory, but he was eventually fired from his job. And my mother? She left us early. So, in order for me to support my daily lives with my dad and my sister Nyssa, at a young age, I sought for a job." He stated while running his hand on the life jackets. "Thankfully, your mum hired me even though I was invalid because I was only 11 years old."

"But there are many other jobs that you can get into before, right? I mean the kind of job that is not risky."

"I love surfing. I love to swim. I love saving people's lives. That's why I chose this kind of Job. And there is no dangerous job if you are doing it properly."

"Is that so? Mum really did the right decision then." A lopsided grin escaped my lips.

"I guess." He grins. "Ah, I have to show you something. Come here." He quickly holds my hand and leads me to go to the other room.

My brows snapped together when he held my hand.

Wow! Easy there, oh boy.

"Wow! Is this all yours?" I ask him, pulling my wrist out on his hand.

I am not as easy as he thinks.

"Yeah. Every year there is an awarding for appreciation in here for us, being a lifeguard. Luckily, I was the one who got most of the medals. These medals made me realized that I chose the right path."

"What do you mean the right path? Your job?" I ask, looking at him. He is looking at his medals, and I saw that there is a sadness that traveled his face.

"Yeah." He answers in a lower tone of his voice.

"But, why are you sad?" I ask.

He turned his head at me. "No. I'm sad." He manages to smile.

"I saw it." I crossed my arms over my chest.

He laughs shortly. "I'm not." He defended. "Do you want some wine?"

"Do you have in here?"

"Yeah. Come here, follow me." He chuckles and walks to another room, and I followed him.

I didn't know that this small compound them has a lot of room.

We are now in the kitchen area. He took a bottle of wine and a glass, and then he pours the glass of wine and handed it to me.

"Thanks," I say, shaking the glass smoothly. "I guess, here you may drink often. With your co' lifeguards." I say, then take a drink of wine.

He took another glass, pour it, and drinks before giving me an answer. "Nope. Lifeguards are not allowed to drink in here. If one of us is seen drinking here, they will receive a one-day punishment as a first warning."

"Then, why are you drinking right now? In front of your, boss?" I ask, lifting the corner of my mouth. "Are you that brave enough to receive punishment?"

A short smile escaped in his lips, placing the glass on the table that is next to him.

"I'm not that brave, but not afraid at the same time. And I know you won't punish me." He confidently says, followed by a silent chuckle.

"How can you be so sure?" I ask in teased, drinking a glass of wine again. I laid my butt on the wooden table that is behind me.

"I just know. Why are you going to punish me?"

"What if I did?" I teased, smiling. Then I shuffled my gaze into the glass that I was holding.

He laughs shortly. "Then, I will accept it."

"TSS." Shaking my head while grinning, I stretch my hand that is holding a glass, towards him. "Pour me," I ordered, then he followed.

"Two shots are enough." He says, putting back the wine of the small cabinet after pouring my glass.

"What? Two shots?"

"Uhuh. Two shots. Girls are weak when it comes to alcoholic drinks."

What? So I am weak?

That word hits me and makes me remember what happened yesterday. I cried. Of course, who wouldn't be cried? I was hurt! But damn, no way. I'm not weak!

"Excuse me? I'm not weak." I defended.

"Whether you are or not, two-shot is enough. I am concerned about you. You might get drunk."

I laugh internally. "Hey, are you underestimating me?" I ask. Seriously,

"It's not like that. I told you I'm just worried about you."

And why is he worried about me? For what reason?

"Because I am your boss?"

He comes closer to me and took out the glass that I am holding.

"I haven't drink that yet." I protested. I am not drunk, by the way. Who would ever get drunk with one shot?

Was he thinking that I get drunk easily? Ah, that's bad.

"Give it back to me, Jade," I commanded.

"No. It's enough now—"

"No. It's not yet enough." I cut his line. I badly want to drink that up.

"You really want to drink this?" He shakes the glass slowly in front of my face.

"Yeah, so give it back to me. I don't get drunk easily, okay? I'm used to drinking wine."

"Okay, I will let you then." He says, and my forehead creased when he drank my wine.

"What are you doing? Why did you drink that?"

He places the empty glass on the table. "You said you wanted to drink it, then I will let you through my ways."

"Yes, but why did you drink that—" my mouth close and my eyes blink thrice when his lips pressed on my lips. He kissed me.

The hell?

I break the kiss, pushing him slightly. "Wait a minute." I utter, looking at his eyes. "Why did you... No. What did you just do?" My forehead furrowed.

"I let you drank the wine through my ways."

Through his ways?

That kiss? Whoah, this guy likes me.

"Don't you like it?" He asks huskily. He moves his face closer to my face, brushing my cheek gently, down to my chin. "I'm sorry." He apologizes, but his gaze went down on my lips. "I tried to stop but your lips are so tempting."

Come on, boy. You're attracted to my beauty.

Tch. However, I know he is just like my shit husband.

His gaze back to my eyes, and he was about to speak out but I place my index finger on his lips.

Does he want this kind of fun? Okay, then I will give it to him. Besides, I need this also in order to forget the pain I felt.

"I don't..." I look at his kissable heart-shaped red lips. "Do it," I say in a whisper, looking back at his eyes. "Let your ways touch me," I say in lustful voice.

"Would you really let me?" He asks in permission.

"Yes," I answer directly.

With that, he lifted up my chin, he slowly kissed me again. I responded to his kisses right away.

The warm sensation that now engulfs the two of us brings a strange feeling to me.

He places his left hand on my back and pulled my body closer to him for us to make the kiss go deeper.

I grunted softly as he inserted his tongue inside my mouth and I fought back. We kissed tongue to tongue.

And certainly, this kind of kiss makes me aroused.

In our deeper kissed, I decided to put my hands around his neck then he pulled me up without breaking the kiss, then I wrapped my legs around on his waist.

I feel his hardness rocking my butt.

Gosh! I think we both want—

Suddenly, my husband's face sank into my mind.

No. This is wrong. Damn it.

I break the kiss immediately. He was startled at what I did.

"What's wrong?" He asks in worry.

"I need to go. I'm sorry." I say, and quickly get my legs down, then I got out of the basement. He was about to follow me, but I stop him.

Argh.

Why did I stop?

Why did that shit Brandon appear into my mind all of the sudden?

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