Lock Me Up

Chapter Six

            "Eh, why?" I exclaimed when Adrien gave me a key card, but he just arched his eyebrows upwards.

            "What do you mean why?" he asked, how could he be so dense?

            "Why are you giving me a key card? Aren’t we going to share the same room?" I asked, I pulled a slight pout over my lips, but he just glared at me.

            "And why would we share the same room?" He asked, his eyes piercing through me.

            "Uh... well, because it will be much convenient? I mean the room that they provided me can be used by the guest that wants to check in." I reasoned with an eye closed while the other is opened to see his reaction. I just hope that he'll buy it.

            "Now that you mentioned it…" He uttered, his hand makes way on his chin as he looked upwards, my eyes glimmer at the thought that he bought what I said. I smiled inwardly because of the thought that we're going to share the same room!

            "Just share with Jennifer and Shirley if you really insist." He uttered which leave me with my mouth hanging low. Disbelief and disappointment is visible in my reaction.

            "What? Why would I?" I bellowed, and the thought that I’ll share the same room with them will cause of my death so, no way!

            “Just like what you’ve suggested, so that other guest who wants to check in could use the room provided for you." Shoot, my words bounced back to me so fast, I glared at him and somehow saw his amused smirk for the first time.

            "No thanks, I think there's enough room for the guests." I uttered and swiped the key card. I quickly took my luggage from his grasp and shut the door on his face.

            I sighed the moment I slumped on the sofa of this presidential suite. I guess this is still a good thing. First of, my room is just in front of Adrien's, second, that Jennifer girl was on the second floor of this Resort.

            I changed my clothes with a black two piece. I covered myself with a white Bohemian top and denim shorts. Our work will start tomorrow so we have the time to see the beauty of this island today.

            When I went out of my room, Adrien was leaning on the wall next to my door, he was wearing a plain white V-neck shirt and a black board shorts with flames as a design.

            He sighed when he looked at me from top to bottom before shaking his head, his jaw clenched as he offered his hand to me.

            "Let's go." He murmured when I took his hand, we went to the restaurant of the Resort but I suddenly lost my appetite when Jennifer and the other girl went to our table.

            "What's yours?" Adrien asked and looked at me, as if he was talking to me for a little while now.   

            "I'll have some beef casserole and Chateaubriand." I said, indeed, I still don't have the appetite to eat. This is just stress-eating!

            I saw Jennifer's eyes widened and trying to stop herself from laughing. I raised an eyebrow in return, what's funny? Haven't seen a girl eating like a warrior before?

            "I'll have a garden salad, please." She said timidly and smiled on the waiter who took our order. Damn, why is she so prim?

            When the orders came, I ate the food I ordered, while the three of them have a conversation. Why do I feel like I don't belong in this table? Why am I doing this much because of my attraction towards this guy beside me? Probably, because if not, then I wouldn't be here!

            I finished my food with them still talking about the movie of a wife who asked for another week to live with her husband who's slowly drifting away from her. I know the movie very well but my b***h side was on and I don't want to talk with Jennifer or with the other girl... even if I really wanted to yell at her for telling the story the wrong way.

            In the end, I looked outside the restaurant and saw the Jet Ski. Without further ado, I went to the stall that's renting it.

            "How much is it?" I asked, a blush was visible on his cheeks when I asked. His fingers wrestle to one another as he looked over it.

            "For how long would you use it ma'am?" He squeaked.

            "I don’t know, maybe ‘til sunset." I said.

            "Well... It's ten bucks an hour." He said, trying his best to make himself busy so that he would look at me.

            "I'll take it." I said, but before I could even get the money I put on my pocket, a warm hand went to the small of my waist, his other hand had a hundred bucks.

            "Here's the payment for the rent. Keep the change." Adrien said, I looked over him and saw that he was alone, where are they?

            The guy who renting out the Jet Ski gave Adrien the keys. I instantly took my clothes off, revealing the bikini I wore for today. Good thing, I bought a lot of bikinis.

            Adrien's gaze pierced through me, his jaw clench as if he doesn't want me to wear a bikini. I rolled my eyes in response, this is a beach! What does he expect me to wear? Pajamas? Nuh-uh! Not going to happen.

            "Here. Don't do anything dangerous and don't wander too far." He said before giving me the keys.

            "Yes, daddy." I scoffed, but a smile was visible on my lips, I sat on the Jet Ski and drove it as fast as possible I could hear Adrien's curse from afar. A laugh escaped my lips after. I did stunts just to hear him scream, he was concern! I know he likes me back!

            Though, he doesn't have to worry because I know how to operate this thing, and I know how to swim, I am a school varsity before I became a scholar because of my arts.

            I drove the Jet Ski to its fastest speed, I turned it to the other side only to have the whole vehicle turned upside down, I filled my lungs with air and saw the corals, gosh! This is so beautiful! Nemo is swimming beside me, groups of fish swam like they were on a swimmathon, I should have taken a scuba diving equipment instead! I swear I'll do it when we have the time.

            I was still enjoying the view when I felt an arm of encircled on my waist and pulled me closer to the jet ski. When my head's out of the water, I saw Adrien, his eyes shouting anger but it was still laced with concern.

            "Haven't I told you not to do anything that's dangerous? Look what happened! You almost drowned!" He said, his eyes were bloodshot and his nose gaining foreign colours as the reflection of the setting sun was viable on his tan skin.

            "But I didn't drown, and I will never be. I just watched Nemo swim beside me." His eyebrow furrow as his arm tightened on my waist, his other hand was holding the Jet Ski.

            "Who's Nemo?"

            "Uh… He’s Martin’s son, the clown fish?" I said. Goodness gracious, just how old is this guy to not know who Nemo is? Heck, even my father knew who Nemo was.

            "You can never use a jet ski ever again, unless if you are with me." He said, he turned the Jet Ski and clamber to it, he then held his hand to me so that I could sit behind him, "Hold on tight or you'll fall!" He said and drove the Jet Ski.

            What he said seems like a double meaning. So instead of listening on what he said, I raised my arms and screamed at the top of my lungs, "But I already fell! Hard!" I laughed as I heard him curse.

            "Stop it, Ingi!" He uttered, I instantly stopped, feeling a pain slightly crept on my heart, it was as if he wanted me to stop falling for him, but on the other side, I stopped not because he said so, but because of what he called me. He... gave me my own nickname...

            When we already reached the shore, I saw his shirt next to my things, he took his shirt and put it on me, it cascades down to my upper knees, he took my things on one hand, and the other held my hand.

            I looked over him only to see his firm and well-made chest and abs; it was so perfect that it's as if the gods itself chiselled it, and not even Jasmine could compete with this fine sculpture.

            "I'm starving. You better prepare something to eat when we reach the Resort." He murmured as he gently pulls me closer to him.

            Did he just want me to cook for him, again?!