I knew if I was ever going to get off this boat alive. I needed to play nice. I hated him so much, and I will run the first chance I get. I don't even care where I run too. Anywhere is better than here. I already know I can never go home. He will find me there.
The next couple weeks were nice. He can be so sweet when he's not being an ass. He didn't even try to kiss me again, unless we were having s*x. I knew I had to step up my game though.
Waking up in his bed again, I can feel his erection poking me in my ass. I scoot out of the death grip he has on me.
" Good morning my Angel, You're not going to make me breakfast again are you?" He says with a smile.
Crawling on top of him I laughed and said "Something like that '' I lean down and kiss his naked chest making my way down to his ere
