Chapter 52: Chapter 52

Chapter 52:

Tatiana’s P.O.V

Ten days. I can’t believe it’s been ten days since we arrived at Hawaii and it has been pure bliss.

We spend the mornings at the main hotel cafeteria where they served breakfast buffets before heading over to the beach to participate in various sports, fool around in the sea or just get a sun tan. Then we had lunch and sometime head over to Honolulu to shop or go sightseeing or just curl up in bed and have a nice nap. Evenings were accompanied with lazy walks on the beach and bonfires with other guests where we got to socialize with other people and make new friends. And then after dinner, my nights were spent in Damien’s arms, making love until we were too exhausted to move.

Overall, I was getting the best out of this trip. We also found out that the resort manager was a friend of Daniel’s and they had been to college together, which was why Daniel had chosen this resort to stay in. I just hoped this meant Daniel might be getting some privileges out of Roy Summerdale, the manager, because these overwater bungalows did not come cheap.

Damien Romano, on the other hand, had been nothing but gentlemanly to me in the past ten days. The sex had been mind blowing that was for sure. No one could make me this wanton in bed but Damien. He made me crave for more every time we were together and he never failed to satisfy me. And it wasn't just limited to the bedroom. By now, Damien had all my favorite dishes mugged up like someone would their favorite song. He knew what size of clothing I wore, which wasn't all that surprising because he did spend the nights mugging up my curves. But what was surprising was that he had gotten me gifts every time we had been in town.

Once he’s gotten me a pink pearl necklace, perfectly round ones that were the size of tiny marshmallows. The next day he’s gotten me a broken off red coral from the beach. Then he’d also gotten me a beautiful sundress in blue with sunflowers all over them. Not all gifts had been super expensive but they all had been special. And I loved every single one of them, even though I’d refused to take the pearls at first, Damien had convinced me otherwise when he had made love to me that night with me wearing only the necklace.

But all the happy things aside, I think me and Damien were about to have our very first fight.

“So, the door was locked last night.” Damien stated matter-of-factly while sipping his tea.

We were at the beach restaurant at the moment, where the breakfast buffet was being held and thankfully, Grace, Daniel, Kendra and Victor had all gone to the buffet table, stuffing their plates with all the delicious looking food the hotel staff have kept on display with large white plates in hand. It was one of those ‘all you can eat’ buffets and the hotel served them every morning. And the great thing was, it was a $50 buffet per person. Yes, I was still thinking about saving Daniel’s money while my eyes searched the rows of food for a salad or greens of some kind.

It’s not that I was dieting; I just liked green vegetables, which weren’t all that helpful because I seemed to gain weight just by inhaling air. But ever since I’ve met Damien, I have stopped caring about my weight so much. He seemed to love my curves and I was starting to love them myself. So much for body positivity...

“I’m sorry, I forgot.” I told him apologetically.

Last night, Grace and Ken had come over to my room so we could have a girl’s night while the boys all went to a bar to grab some beer. There had been skin care time with all those facemasks and cucumbers and then we had actually given each other a manicure. It had been ages since we actually got to do any such thing really. The last time I remembered getting a manicure was back in November. And I think we hadn’t had girl’s night since Ken and Victor hooked up. It’s a struggle being near them since they’re practically joined at the hip.

We had stayed up late just gossiping and laughing our hearts out before we dived into pillow fighting that Grace avoided at all costs. Overall, we had a wonderful time and afterwards I had been so exhausted that I’d fallen asleep with my friends only to find them gone when I’d woken up this morning. There had been two notes on my coffee table saying that their respective husbands had wanted them back in bed so they had to leave. It had made me sad all over thinking just how much our lives had changed over the past year.

We used to be inseparable, us three girls. Grace, Kendra and Tatiana forever. But now both my friends were married and their husbands were their top priority. Someday soon, they’ll start having kids and then their family would be complete. Would they even remember me after that?

And where would I be then? Will I have someone to love me just like Daniel loved Grace or Victor loved Kendra. Both men had fought for their women till the very end, Daniel with Grace’s conservative believes and her fear of letting her parents down and Victor with Kendra’s insecurities about turning out to be just like her mother. But in the end, love had won and they were living their happily ever after.

What did I have?

Connor had been a jerk right from the start and I was only now realising it. Even when we had been together, I had always prioritised my friends. And he hadn’t liked that my sole attention wasn't on him. And now, I was in a no-strings relation with Damien, the very definition which meant that I didn’t get to have my feelings involved in this...which was getting harder and harder by the day.

I wasn't the kind of person to bottle up my feelings and just forget about everything. As a child, I had to do the same too often when my parents were always in a different state or overseas for their business ventures and I was left alone with nannies and my grandma. She was the one who would tell me everything about fairytales where the beautiful Princess always found her Prince charming and they lived happily ever after. Even though life had taught me otherwise, I guess I could still hope that I would find my Prince charming soon enough.

But what worried me was the fact that maybe I had already found my Prince Charming, but he wasn't what I’d expected at all.

“What are you thinking about?” Damien asked next to my ear, effectively snapping me out of my trance.

“Huh?” I asked him dumbfounded. I hadn’t been paying attention to anything he had said until now.

“Are you alright?” He frowned at me. “You look a little lost.”

“I’m fine.” I shook my head and took a sip of my now cold tea. “I was just thinking.”

“About?”

I shrugged. “Work, my friends, my family, just...like in general.”

“You never talk to me about any of those things,” Damien pondered out loud, surprising me.

“Well, you never talk to me about anything.” I told him. “I didn’t think we were supposed to either.”

“Why?” Damien frowned again. “Aren’t we allowed to get to know each other better? We agreed on being friends, remember?”

“We also agreed on strings.” I told him, hoping that he didn’t hear the bitterness in my voice. But Damien only smirked.

“You look sexy when you’re angry.” He said. “Your face gets all red, especially your nose and your eyes get a shade darker. It’s one hell of a turn on. And I still have pent up frustration from last night. Cold showers don’t do a thing for me ever since I met you.”

I turned to Damien with my mouth gaping open. Did he really just tell me he was turned on? How on Earth am I supposed to react to that?

But I didn’t have time to answer him because our friends were coming back to the table with their plates filled to the brim and Kendra was wearing a knowing smile on her lips. Shit! I could only hope they hadn’t caught on to our little escapade or the rest of my vacation was going to be living hell.