Chapter Eighty

Jayden blinked his eyes open as the soft morning light filtered into the room.

The warmth of the embrace around him told him that the girls were still asleep, entwined in each other's arms.

Selina and Lola cuddled, and Ivy lay on his chest, her steady breaths a soothing rhythm.

Meanwhile, Harley had decided to use his other available arm as her pillow and slept soundly.

He couldn't help but smile as he looked down at the peaceful scene. The events of the previous night had been quite...intense.

Jayden did not hold back on the girls and it showed as he looked around the trashed room.

The girls couldn't keep track of time as they came in and out of consciousness a couple of times.

Ivy was the first to fall, she lasted around three hours before falling unconscious, The second was Selina which was surprising as she was the one to normally be the last one standing.

Next to fall was Lola, which again surprised Jayden as she managed to outlast both Ivy and Selina, but it wasn't by much...and finally the last to fall was none other than Harley.

She had actually managed to last two more hours after the rest of the girls had fallen. But in the end, even she couldn't last more than six hours before completely reaching cloud nine.

Honestly, this was the first time that he had been fully satisfied...could he have kept going...absolutely, but there wasn't a need to.

As he lay there, Jayden's mind wandered back to the beginning of the cruise, when he had first set sail with Selina, Ivy, Harley, and Lola.

It felt like a lifetime ago, and yet the memories were as vivid as ever. The adventures, the laughter, the bonding moments – they had all contributed to making this journey truly unforgettable.

But Jayden couldn't ignore the bittersweet feeling that lingered. With only one more day left of the cruise, their time together was drawing to a close.

He gently shifted beneath Ivy and Harley, careful not to wake the two sleeping beauties up, and slipped out of bed. He looked around the room, his heart heavy with the realization that this chapter was ending.

Quietly, Jayden began to get ready for the day. He took a shower and dressed.

As he glanced back at the sleeping forms of Selina, Ivy, Lola, and Harley, he felt a rush of affection for each of them.

They had all brought something unique to his life, and he knew that this experience would stay with him forever.

After getting ready, Jayden decided to make breakfast for everyone. He moved around the kitchen, preparing a simple yet hearty meal.

The aroma of food began to fill the air, and he hoped that the delicious scent would rouse the girls from their slumber.

As the smells wafted through the room, he saw signs of movement. Ivy stirred on the bed, her eyes fluttering open. A small smile touched her lips as she met Jayden's gaze.

"Good morning," she murmured, her voice soft and sleep-laden.

"Morning," Jayden replied with a warm smile. "I'm making breakfast. I thought we could all have a nice meal together."

Ivy nodded, stretching gently before sitting up. All of the girls were not dressed and instead in their birthday suits, Ivy groaned as she looked around the room.

'Guh, it stinks...let's fix that..." Ivy thought before her pours opened up and spread a nice floral scent around the room.

She then let out little spores that would start killing off all the bacteria and other junk that stayed on the bed sheets and room.

As she got out of bed, Selina and Lola began to stir as well. Within moments, the room was filled with the sounds of waking and stretching.

Harley, ever the bundle of energy, was the first one up and about. "Breakfast, yay!" she exclaimed, bouncing over to the kitchen.

Selina and Lola exchanged knowing smiles, sharing a moment of silent communication before joining Jayden and Ivy in the kitchen.

*Bump*

'Mission accomplished.' The two of them thought as they secretly gave each other a fist bump.

As the group gathered around the table, Jayden couldn't help but feel a deep sense of contentment.

Despite the approaching end of their cruise, he was determined to make the most of the time they had left together.

As they shared a meal and talked, laughter and conversation flowed freely. The morning sun painted the room with a gentle glow, casting a warm and welcoming atmosphere over the space.

In the midst of the laughter, Jayden looked around at the faces of these incredible women who had come into his life even before this cruise.

'What more could a man ask for.' He thought in satisfaction as Harley attempted to grab a mozzarella stick from his plate but a vine sprouted out of a flower pot and smacked her hand.

As the morning unfolded, Jayden held onto that feeling of togetherness, cherishing every moment, and making the most of the time he had left with Selina, Ivy, Harley, and Lola.

'I hope Raven's doing okay, I can't wait to see her again.'

....

( Location: SSS Santana)

The morning sun cast a warm glow over the Santana cruise ship as all four girls decided it was high time for some well-deserved relaxation.

Hours passed in the blissful realm of slumber, allowing their bodies to recharge before their final day on the vessel.

Today, the mission was clear: explore the ship one last time, collecting souvenirs and any other thing that might interest them.

Jayden, on the other hand, couldn't help but wonder what kind of loot Harley had plundered during their earlier shopping.

'That's a secret...' Is what she had told him while hiding a tool kit behind her back.

Their day's adventure was set in motion as Selina, Harley, and Ivy eagerly prepared for a shopping spree.

Their spending sprees were made possible courtesy of Jayden's poor Black American Express card.

He couldn't help but picture the parade of zeroes that would soon march across his monthly credit card statement.

With their merry band off on their shopping extravaganza, Jayden decided it was time to handle some personal matters.

He excused himself, temporarily parting ways with the girls as he ventured off on his own secret mission.

.....

(Location Deck: 15)

The scene then shifted to the bustling heart of the ship, where two mischievous teenagers were raising mayhem.

Oblivious to their devil offspring's antics, the parents were absorbed in their phones, seemingly unfazed by the ruckus their children were creating.

"Tag your it"

"No your it, I tagged you.." As the two argued about who was it and who wasn't they hadn't even noticed the shadow that was slowly expanding beneath them.

*Boom*

In an unexpected twist, two colossal water balloons, brimming with vibrant paint, burst above the unruly pair.

Stunned and drenched in an array of colours, they stood frozen amidst the chaos.

The spectacle didn't stop there; a cascade of feathers descended upon them, transforming the duo into a pair of bewildered, bedazzled chickens.

"Pfft...hahahaha"

"What the hell...who did this, I need to give them a handshake.

"Awww the two demons can actually look adorable...this is going on my Instagram story."

Laughter erupted from the spectators, and even the ship's staff, who had to restore order, secretly revelled in this impromptu act of karma.

The architect behind this colourful intervention remained concealed, leaving the passengers to ponder the identities of the audacious pranksters.

As the pandemonium played out, Jayden, satisfied with his revenge nonchalantly rose from his seat, his newspaper now folded.

A sly wink exchanged with one of his invisible hair clones, his co-conspirator in this satisfying prank, marked the successful execution of their plan.

With a mischievous grin, he made his exit, making a beeline for one of the ship's bars, his spirits lifted by the success of Revenge.

Not noticing the sad look of a certain mascot as he walked away.' This will be the last time we see each other...' She thought with great sadness.

.....

Meanwhile, back at the epicentre of the paint and feather explosion, the two bewildered teenagers received the ship's staff's attention.

The laughter continued to ripple through the crowd, the onlookers struggling to contain their amusement at the teens' colourful predicament.

It was only later, as they were unceremoniously escorted off the ship, that the two teenagers came to the unfortunate realization that the paint wasn't going to wash off anytime soon.

They left the ship defeated, resembling two pink fluffy Kirbys.

...

"Ahhhhhh...this does put a smile on my face."