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Erica's POV

His lips are as soft as I had imagined, and much as I want to deny it, I like it. Very much.

His masculine scent engrosses me in a protective aura and I find myself laying down my defences.

I cautiously place my hands on his chest, unsure of what to do.

He eases one of his hands onto my butt, then the other around my waist. I'm officially a no brainer.

I pass one of my hands around his neck and into his dark mop of hair. I tug lightly, earning a groan.

He pulls me closer to him, letting me know of his bulging excitement. Fuck. It feels so nice.

I officially don't know what I'm doing but whatever it is, I don't want it to end.

His hand slides down to my thighs, lifting me up. My legs immediately go around his waist.

I feel him walking towards the bed.

He gently lowers me down on the bed without breaking our kiss.

He lifts his head slightly and smirks down at me. Hr leans in my ear and whispers, "I knew you wouldn't resist me. I'll make you mine eventually." With that, he leaves the room.

I stay frozen on the bed for a moment, my heart slamming wildly in my chest.

What just happened? You got your first kiss, idiot, that's what. And it was one hell of a kiss.

I'm so gonna regret this. I don't even know why I'm happy. I should be angry. Feral even.

But... I can't shake off the feeling.

I trail my fingers along my bottom lip. I wonder if I will feel them again.

"Live a little." Moana's voice rings in my head. She's right.

"Is it really possible?" I ask myself as I stare at the ceiling, moments after I enter bed. "Can I possibly be liking this arrogant, rude, devilishly handsome guy? No, not likely." God, this is bad. How can a single kiss, a breathtaking one at that, disorganise my mind? I can't think straight.

Joe's POV

I don't like this. I plop down into my bed. God, why am I feeling like this. This girl must have done something to me, but what it is, I cannot put a finger or a name to it.

Back on the boat, I couldn't keep my eyes off her. The hair beating her face made her super hot I couldn't take it.

This morning when I found her sunbathing with Moana by the beach, I swear I saw an angel. She got me faltering in my steps, just so I could look at her glorious self. She has the curves in all the right places.

As for the light chiffon cloth she had tied around hips, covering the bikini underneath, left nothing to the imagination.

I started getting pissed as I saw a guy looking her way like she was his next meal. I made sure she leaves immediately.

Then tonight during the party, I saw her with some lowlife fool. It took all of me not to crash his face. He took her out in the night and I followed suit. Don't judge me, I had to protect her. Who knew, he could have been a criminal.

He gave her his jacket and I felt like walking up to them, grab her hand and take her back home. Good thing he decided to take her back to the party.

I don't know why God keeps testing me. He escorted her to her back home and they stood at the security wall, looking at themselves like lovebirds. He even tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear.

She turned to leave and I was so glad they didn't kiss. I headed to my room, but minutes later, I was feeling so uncomfortable.

So I decided to go to her room, knocking twice. She opened the door. I looked at the jacket she was still wearing and hated that guy even more.

I don't know what came over me, but when she tried to close the door in my face, I literally lost it. I entered and closed it behind me and backed her up against the wall.

I found her slightly parted lips so tempting. Everything happened so fast. I took her lips in mine, and it's just just as I had imagined. They were so soft and sweet. I swear I never want to kiss anyone else in my life except her.

Wait, what? Who said that?

She fell into the kiss. I know it. She liked it. But I don't know why I had to break away and say stupid things.

We could have gone beyond that. I want more. More and more. I want her. All of her.

Fuck.

"Hey, open up. I know you are in there," Moana calls, literally banging the door.

I stand up, open the door and look at her with a bored look. "What have you been doing? I've been knocking at your door for hours," she says and I roll my eyes.

"There's gonna be a bonfire tomorrow night at the town square. Will you join us?"

"Why would I come to such a lame thing?"

"Because, there will be plenty of pretty babes. You can take as many as you want to your bed. After all that's what you do best."

Hmm, tempting, but no.

"Sorry sis, but I don't want any babes." I say and try to close the door.

"Erica's coming." What's she trying to play at?

"Oh, good."

"Oh, come on. I know you two have something cooking."

"Don't know what you are talking about." I close the door and head back to my bed, pick up my phone from the covers and scroll through the messages.

Most are from Bianca and Riana. I don't want to talk to any of those two. I place the phone on the nightstand and lay on my back.

Today has been hectic in a way. Memories of the past hour drift back to my mind. Images of she and I, body to body, skin to skin. I should stop daydreaming. It's not good for me.

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A/N: I know this is a pretty short chapter but I didn't to drag it on unnecessarily.

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