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.

a little stiff. He pressed his lips,

after Ernest left. Florence’s rigid body

hot. Her mind kept recalling the scene that had happened

Ernest’s kiss, Ernest’s breath…

actually

had fallen and the

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

tent and covered herself tightly with the thin blankets.

should have covered herself with a cotton quilt to stay on

as she felt cold and she could not help to think if Ernest was feeling colder

just now, he had never entered the tent

embarrassed and angry, she still slightly opened the curtain of

long time ago. Things that

did not see

Where did he go?

her alone as he did not

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

where are

looked around with anxiety. Yet, she did not see anyone on this empty

looked quiet and

afraid, “Mr. Hawkins, where

looking

voice

that was not far away while holding some

him as if she was like a lost person who had finally found her way out.

a low voice, “I shouted because I

did not say anything. He walked towards the extinguished campfire, put the dry branches on it, and prepared to

find some branches to make

the things prepared were not

cup of hot water

Hawkins, drink some

reached

clearly see his naked upper body,

contact, her heart beat vigorously again and

I am

immediately ran away

the tent which was closed. Feeling the warmth of the cup, his lips

flare could be seen outside

some distance, the temperature of the surrounding slightly increased. Florence

himself by

warmer as she stayed closer to the

laid on the ground while having

was awake because of

“Achoo!”

Obviously, it was

beach was too low. She would get a cold if she

“Zip…”

was heard, Ernest opened the