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.

little stiff. He pressed his lips, got up, and walked

left. Florence’s rigid body

mind kept recalling the scene that had

Ernest’s kiss, Ernest’s breath…

Ernest actually almost had

and

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

in the tent and covered herself tightly with the thin blankets. Yet, she

quilt to stay on the beach under

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

never entered the tent again. Where

little embarrassed and angry, she still slightly opened the curtain of the

extinguished a long time ago. Things that were placed outside were

did

Where did he go?

anxious. Could it be that he just left her alone as he did not get what he wanted

got out of the tent with the thin blanket and

Hawkins, where

did not see anyone on this empty

surroundings looked quiet

“Mr.

looking for

hoarse voice

far

relieved after seeing him as if she was like a lost person who had finally found

a low voice, “I shouted because I did not see

extinguished

some branches to make a campfire. Yet,

so the things prepared were not

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

drink

her meaningfully and reached out

see his naked upper body, his well-built body

her heart beat vigorously again

am going

ran away

the warmth of the cup,

could be

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

Ernest warming himself

she stayed closer to the

ground while having

was awake because

“Achoo!”

felt dizzy. Obviously, it was the symptom

beach was too

“Zip…”

zipper was heard, Ernest