"Ah, Candy. Long time no talk."

"I don't have too much time Kimmy, I need you to look into something for me..."

I give Kim Wolf and Crow's phone numbers, then ask her to find out anything and everything about the owners of the phones without giving too much info but, "Be careful, the latter number is a hacker."

"Okay, I'll call you soon. Also, I love that blue on you." Click. I smile as I look down at my outfit, then use my fingers to create a heart. Just as I assumed, I receive a text from an unknown number of a heart.

"Jamie."

I swivel around and Wolf's eyes trail over me as mine do over him, his body clad in black pants and a black T-shirt, a light grey coat and white sneakers. "You look nice." I admire, the sun bouncing off his dark brown eyes as he stands facing me.

"You look...unbelievable yourself." I smile and walk forward into his arms, kissing his lips gently and smiling.

"I love how I can do that now." I say, lifting his hand where I noticed him holding a white mask to go with his shoes, securing it over his nose and mouth. "Let's go."

.....

Wolf takes Jamie to his yacht, watching her gaze over the almost hand carving of the boat's name along the side of the sleek length. "Luna." Jamie reads out loud, then looks at Wolf questioningly. "Why?"

"Because, my name is Wolf and she's my Luna..." He explains proudly but Jamie just blinks at him, not understanding, so he goes on to explain how the wife of the alpha of a wolf pack is usually referred as a Luna.

"So, this boat is your soulmate?"

"She, is most definitely so."

"What does that make me?" Jamie asks seriously and his eyes flash to hers so quickly she almost laughs at his gaping mouth, making her way over to him and wrapping her arms around his waist, gazing into his eyes. She continues to tease him. "Hm?"

"Wanna see the inside?" Wolf mumbles hurriedly in attempt to change the topic, taking Jamie's hand and leading her onto the yacht. Climbing on first, he holds his hands out and wraps them around her waist, lifting her on effortlessly.

"Oh my gosh." Jamie breathes, looking around at the sleek grey and copper interior of the sleek black yacht, her heels clicking against the wooden floor as she looks around, placing down her small purse as she makes her way deeper inside.

"What do you think?"

"Oh, it's amazing. I'm always on the go, so I've never invested in a yacht but I've always thought of owning one." She tells him, turning back around and smiling. "It's cool."

"I'm glad you think so. We'll be spending a lot of time on here. Come on, breakfast is out on the deck." Leading her outside, Wolf holds Jamie's hand and lowers her down into the round booth, watching in admiration as she looks around the view when the yacht starts moving, away from the decking yards.

"Where are we going?" Jamie asks, tucking her hair behind her ear when the wind starts blowing it around.

"Just taking a spin. Champagne?"

"Thank you." Jamie lifts her glass and Wolf opens the bottle, causing a soft squeal to leave her lips when it flies almost over her shoulder.

Wolf chuckles and he pours her a glass, taking off his mask and pouring some juice for himself still in a champagne glass and clinking it against hers. Jamie and Wolf talk each others ears senselessly, the cool breeze of the cruising yacht blowing around them refreshingly.

The entire atmosphere, makes their relationship more real and Jamie realises just how real she wants it to be, moving to his side of the booth and resisting against his chest, unable to get enough of him.

"Thank you for bringing me here today." She whispers, resting her chin on his chest and gazing up into his eyes.

"I had fun. A lot of fun."

Jamie smiles and lets her eyes drop to his lips, leaning in and kissing him gently. He smiles as well, holding her chin as well and drawing her lips back to his own.

Standing, Jamie takes a seat on his lap and wraps her arms around his neck, making sure their lips remain attached.

Her mini dress rides up against its own accord and she kicks her heels off while bring her legs to rest up on the seat.

"Can we stay here just...the whole day?" Jamie's breathless voice asks as she lets her fingers play with the buttons of his shirt.

"We can go swimming later."

"Now, we're never leaving even if the sun sets and rises again." Laughing when he kisses her jaw, Jamie tilts her head higher and lowers her back onto the bench, running a hand through her hair to push it from her face, smiling when their eyes meet once again and melting underneath his hold as her arms throw themselves lazily around the back of his neck and she shuts her eyes tightly to the mesmerising feeling of his body on hers, his presence mingling with her own while dragging fingernails over his material cloaked back.

~•Jamie•~

I exit the bathroom of the private room on the yacht and stretch out my muscles, arching my back as a slight shudder runs over my bare skin, arms raised before picking up and wrapping the bedsheet balled up at the edge of the bed around around me like a dress. My body is slightly aching and extremely exhausted but somehow I manage to slowly cross the bedroom to the floor to ceiling window and wrap my arms around the mostly bare perfection of the male specimen, pressing my chest against his back.

"Your mother called." He explains his reason of being up after and I rest my chin against his shoulder, peering down at the phone.

"You gonna call her back?"

"Yeah, I have to see what's wrong." I place my hand on his waist and trace the lines on his torso, watching his concentrated face as he presses the phone to his ear, as though I'm not right beneath his nose.

I distractedly trail my finger over the band of his boxers and that catches his attention as he glances at me for a second, causing me to smile and pull my hand back innocently and rest my nose against his shoulder, inhaling his spicy bodily scent.

He raises his eyebrows with amusement at my somewhat hypnotised state but I just feel so relaxed. "Yasmine."

"I'm gone for the day...What did she tell you?...I'm not jealous of our parents caring, I'm worried of them using that against Crow. You know better than I do that it's her one weakness..." I try to walk away to give him some space but Wolf wraps an arm around the back of my shoulders and pulls me against his bare chest without ever taking his eyes off of the view of the sea in front of us.

"You know I'm right and she knows it too...I'll be back tomorrow morning maybe, we'll talk face to face properly..." He sighs and looks down at me with a small smile. "Maybe...Yeah, she's with me."

Wolf hands me the phone and I place it to my ear.

"Hi Sugar."

"Hey momma." I reply somewhat sheepishly.

"Take care of each other okay?"

"Okay." I agree, looking up at Wolf and smiling as well.

"I love you."

"I love you too, bye." Hanging up, Wolf takes the phone from me and tosses it aside before lifting me into his arms, beginning to walk. "Where are we going?"

"The pool."

"I don't have a suit."

"Hm." Is all he says and my eyes widen as I begin to flail until he lets me down.

"Tell me you brought me a suit." I demand and a toothy smile crosses his lips. The cutest, most mischievous expression I've ever seen him make and I have to admit, it sparkles some amusement in me. "Where is it?"

"Do you really need it?"

I huff, then turn and walk back into the bedroom, glancing around for any sign of a closet or bag he might have put it in. "Tell me."

"Okay fine. Here." Walking to a shelf, he grabs a white gift bag and holds it out to me using on finger. I accept it and look inside, smirking at the white one piece inside.

"Cute, I'm going to change." With that, I pad my way into the bathroom and flash him a smile before closing the door behind me and finally stepping out of the sheet. Bending over the mirror, I wash off my makeup then pull on the swimsuit, the back dipped low with criss crossed patterns, the front simple and hugging, showing just enough to not be too revealing.

The bottoms are cheeky, if that's one word for it and I recognise the suit anywhere. The exact same one I wore the night we first kissed.

I leave the bathroom and walk back out onto the dock to meet him, seeing him changed into navy blue swim trunks and sitting in the shallow end of the pool.

He looks over at me when I dive in, my form is good since I took the sport professionally back in High School.

I resurface and push my hair from my face, surprise crossing over me when his lips claim mine out of nowhere.

I wrap my legs around his waist and cling to his hard form, his hands sliding to underneath my thighs, his thumbs massaging my skin and causing a heat to ignite as he swims back with me, our heads just above the water as we smile madly in love with each other.

I tense and quickly shake my thoughts, diving under the water and between his legs as a distraction, pinching his leg as I go and laughing when I surface again and see his surprised expression at seeing me behind him.

"Come here!"

I scream and laugh as I swim away, somersaulting in the water and changing direction so I can get away faster. I never thought there'd be a time in my life where I'd find myself playing a childish game of chase with a man I call my boyfriend and actually liking every second of it.

"Vem aqui, mulher." He mutters in what I'd only assume is frustration, finally managing to grasp my ankle and pull my body against his. (Come here, woman.)

"What?"

"You're my woman."

"You're my man." I tease back, tucking his hair behind his ears and kissing his earlobe, unable to stop smiling.

.....

The next morning, Jamie and Wolf are changed back into their previous day attire, dismounting the yacht with smiling conversations and tight locked hands. She rests her cheek against his shoulder as they talk, making their way towards their car.

Hopping off the decks, Wolf looks up and grabs Jamie's waist, tugging her body against his just as a car comes skidding inches from them, brushing against both of their sides.

Breathing heavily, Jamie reaches into her purse at the same time as Wolf does into his jacket and they both pull out guns, aiming them straight at the windshield, where a man and woman with dark hair are seated, staring right at them.

They're both extremely attractive, with naturally lifted faces, tanned skin and shiny dark hair. When they climb out of the car, they both tower with an intimidating height and their eyes scan the couple darkly. "Mãe, pai." Wolf spits lowly. (Mother, father.)

"Wolfy." The woman says in a thick Portuguese accent, slamming her door shut and walking around the car. Jamie feels Wolf tense as he forces her to take a step back with him and tighten his grip around her waist.

"Quem é o desprezível?" The man's deep, booming voice questions as he looks Jamie up and down distastefully. (Who is the sleaze?)

"Não a chame assim." Wolf hisses. (Don't call her that.)

"Babe, what's going on?" Jamie asks, her tone calm, never taking her eyes off the man and woman neither lowering her gun. She has no idea what's going on but if she guesses not only by the tense atmosphere between them and the older man and woman in front of them, the latter sporting Crow's exotic features... Jamie can only assume that it isn't good.

"Nothing."

"Wolf." Jamie glances at him quickly and he rubs her waist, kissing her forehead reassuringly with a silent hope to trust him.

"What are you doing here?" He ignores her questioning tone, staring at his parents with a stiff jaw and the Davenport daughter stays silent for the remainder of the conversation.

"Egh, inglês. If you know what's good for you, stop controlling our daughter." Wolf's father says with boredom and Wolf scoffs.

"Please, if Crow didn't look like you palhaços, you wouldn't know what she looked like." (Clowns.)

Confirmation dawns over Jamie and she slowly lowers her gun, before snapping out of it and aiming it straight again. Wolf's mother smirks at her.

"If she wants mommy and daddy, don't stop her. Or everything you've done to betray your family will come back to haunt your ass." His mother warns.

Wolf flinches and Jamie's hand curls noticeably around his arm now. "Look, we're going to leave and if you know what's good for you - you're not going to stand in the way. Don't come near us again, and leave Crow alone." Jamie pushes Wolf, walking backwards to ensure that his parents aren't following but they stay staring, shock and awe written over their features at the girl American girl as she speaks up.

"Jamie—"

"Get in the car." Jamie orders her boyfriend, hopping into the driver's side and starting the sports car, slamming the gas once their seatbelts are on and opening the windows to let in fresh air, a deep scowl set on her face as she grips the steering wheel.

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