Chapter Sixty-Eight
Lilah
Monkey Island is fun. I take many awesome pictures for my social media, and being chased by them is a new, frightening experience for me. If it wasn’t for the guides on the walkways deterring them from the people, I wonder if anyone would actually get hurt by one of them. On the other hand, I wonder if they do it just to tease us.
We make our way back over to the fishing village, yet another great view! Back in the Jeep, we once again head to our next location.
When we arrive, we park in the street and start making our way down the paved road, walking downhill toward the beach. John takes my hand, and I get a feeling of comfort. He still wants me; his touch electrifies and recharges me. Suddenly he stops me, our eyes connect, and he pulls me toward him and kis
