My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

What was he doing?

Florence’s body suddenly became rigid. Her face blushed like it was a cooked prawn.

“Don’t…”

She reached out her hands to push him but her palm coincidentally touched his chest.

Vigorous heartbeats could be felt through her palm.

Both of them were stunned.

The suppressed flare in Ernest Hawkins’s eyes seemed to have exploded at the moment.

Florence was extremely shy and she hurriedly moved her hand back. Yet, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big hot hand and she was confined.

In front of her face, Ernest’s handsome face looked extremely dangerous and it slowly moved closer to her.

His breath seemed to be hot.

Florence panicked, “Mr. Hawkins… Er…”

Her speech was cut short by his thin lips.

The domineering and moving kiss came without warning.

Florence’s mind suddenly went blank. She was stunned as she looked at the enlarged handsome face while feeling the hot contact between their lips…

Ernest’s body pressed down on her.

Both of them were only separated by a thin blanket. The heat from his young body almost penetrated the thin blanket and burned her skin. Every body cell of hers seemed trembling.

Ernest’s breath was getting heavier and his suppressed emotion seemed like it couldn’t be controlled anymore.

He had been thinking about her sweet look since that night.

He hugged her waist and his palm went through the thin blanket and found its way deeper.

The hot feeling on her skin by his palm made her rigid body couldn’t help to tremble. She had suddenly come back to her senses.

“Mr., Mr. Hawkins…”

She hurriedly pushed him away with her hands. Her face looked pale and red as she was in a full-blown panic.

Ernest stopped moving and saw her tense little face, he realized she had a frightened and resisting look in her eyes.

Ernest immediately came back to his senses as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head.

In the next second, he released Florence and rolled his body away from her.

Florence hurriedly got up from the ground after getting free. She covered herself tightly in blankets with her hands, moved away, and curled up at the corner of the tent.

She had lost her presence of mind and she looked at Ernest with anxiety. Her face was hot as if it was burning.

body looked a little stiff. He pressed his lips, got up,

the little tent seemed to have relieved after Ernest left. Florence’s rigid body suddenly lost its strength and she leaned softly on the

was still hot. Her mind kept recalling

Ernest’s kiss, Ernest’s breath…

and Ernest actually almost had

had fallen and

big temperature difference between day and night on a small island. The coldness could be felt clearly at

tent and covered herself tightly with the thin blankets.

a cotton quilt

she could not help

never entered the tent again.

Florence was a little embarrassed and

looked outside. The campfire had been extinguished a long time ago. Things that were placed

she did not

Where did he go?

it be that he just left her alone

of the tent with the thin blanket and shouted loudly, “Mr.

where

Yet, she did not see anyone on this empty

looked

“Mr. Hawkins, where

you looking for

hoarse voice was heard

far away

as if she was like a lost person who

low voice, “I

lips and did not say anything. He walked towards the extinguished

branches to make a campfire. Yet, she was

things prepared were not enough. Yet, Ernest still stayed outside and he must be

little embarrassed. She poured a cup of hot water from a thermos

drink

her meaningfully and reached

his naked upper body, his

beat vigorously again

I am going

ran away with a blushed

was closed. Feeling the warmth of the cup, his lips slightly twisted into a

flare could be seen outside

of the surrounding slightly increased. Florence felt

himself by the

she stayed closer

laid on the ground while having random thoughts and then she

awake because of the

“Achoo!”

dizzy. Obviously, it was the symptom

still a flare outside the tent. However, the temperature of the beach was too low. She would get a cold if she fell asleep as

“Zip…”

of the zipper was heard, Ernest opened the curtain of