Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
Jasper looked at him. “Wasting food is bad.” Willow chuckled. ‘So, you’ll eat any leftovers?”
Jasper answered, “Only yours.” Willow felt a little accomplished seeing that he wasn’t averse to eating her leftovers. She picked up a vegetable skewer and bit down on it. I love this feeling.
While everyone was taking a break, Yosemite feigned exhaustion. ‘Man, my back hurts. I’m exhausted. I have to lie down.” “Get some rest, Yosemite,” a lady said.
Yosemite pretended to be drunk and wobbled as he got up. Another team member held him, but he waved them down and shuffled toward his tent. The moment he got into his tent, the dazed look in his eyes disappeared. The spy whipped out his laptop and plugged in a portable Wi-Fi device, then he logged into his account and saw a few messages for him.
He sent the correspondent some photos of the copper item shards. They were online too, and they texted, ‘Looks like something between the tenth and thirteenth century. Guess you found the right place.”
‘Our guess is that the fleet probably had a short stay here, but we’re not sure if this is where the shipwreck is, Yosemite said. He wasn’t even keeping any secrets. ‘Is that so? But with this discovery, you’ll be finding more clues soon. I’ll be sending my men over. Keep us updated at all times.
‘I-I don’t think that’s a good idea. Yosemite was shocked. He thought he would just have to give them updates, but now they wanted to send a team over?
‘This pertains to the search for an artifact. If anything goes wrong, we might come home without a single shard of the item. Moreover, you’re out on the open sea. It belongs to no nation. If we get there first, we have the right to take everything for ourselves.
‘You won’t hurt us, will you?’ Yosemite quickly asked. ‘We won’t try to stop us, well, I make no guarantees, said the correspondent. It was at thinly veiled threat.
Yosemite shivered. He knew this guy was an antique smuggler, but he didn’t know he had the mafia backing him up. Scared, he quickly shut his laptop, his mind plunged into chaos. After all, he was still one of the nation’s archeologists. All he wanted was to make some quick cash, but now he had a feeling her just got involved with someone he should never cross.
He smacked the back of his head, regretting his actions, but it was too late. He had told them their location. Regret wouldn’t stop them from trying to take the artifact for themselves.
No one in the team had realized that their tracks were leaked, not even Willow. A while later, everyone was starting to get sleepy, including Willow who yawned. Her eyelids were starting to droop, and she leaned on Jasper. “I’m going into the tent. Don’t stay out too late. I can’t sleep without you by my side.”
Jasper was amused. She’s getting dependent on me. “Sure, I’ll be there in a minute.” But it feels good to be needed. Fifteen minutes later, Jasper went back to the ship and took a shower, then he came back and unzipped the tent’s entrance. He was met with a fast-asleep Willow. He let out an annoyed sigh. Thought you couldn’t sleep without me.
Still, with the bodyguards standing sentry, he could have a good night’s sleep. Jasper snuggled into his spot and rested his head on his arm. Feeling his presence, Willow rolled over, and Jasper pulled her into his embrace so she could rest her head on his arm.
In no time, Willow was holding him like a pillow once again, but this time, she placed her leg higher on his body, almost touching his crown. jewels.
Jasper’s breathing got faster. He tried to push her leg down a little, but Willow was a beast when she was asleep. Having her sleep disturbed annoyed her. She let out a moan of protest and placed her leg even higher, pressing down on Jasper’s willy. Well, that was awkward.
At this moment, Willow’s leg directly pressed against Jasper’s crotch. As he drew a deep breath, his lingering drowsiness was dispelled by her unexpected actions. Yet, with each sigh that escaped his lips, he held onto the hope that, in due time, she might retract her leg from his body. His intuition proved correct. As she lay there, she sensed an uneasy presence brushing against her calf, prompting her to roll onto her side.
With a deep exhale of relief, he felt a soothing comfort wash over him. Then, he drew her into a tender embrace, their bodies fitting together like a perfectly arched bow. Unexpectedly, she turned her head again, ending up face-to-face with him.
Their faces hovered mere inches apart, and a delicate exhale from Willow grazed Jasper’s jawline as her cheek gently met his profile. Hence, he closed his eyes and felt helpless at this moment. However, she thought that this position was uncomfortable, so she turned her back to him, and her bottom ended up directly against his sensitive area, snugly fitting on it.
His once placid breath now quickened as if caught in a race against time. Does she know how to sleep? She changed her sleeping position five times in just a few minutes.
It wasn’t entirely Willow’s fault, for she was used to sleeping on a top-of-the-line mattress worth hundreds of thousands. Now, she had to sleep on a hard mat, so how could she be comfortable? Naturally, she kept searching for a comfortable sleeping position.
Feeling helpless, Jasper decided to sleep on the boat instead. As he was about to get up, a slender arm wrapped around his neck, making him lean down. A warm and alluring face drew near in that fleeting moment, and her ruby lips teasingly grazed the corner of his lips. As this gentle caress graced him, an electrifying wave of sensation surged through his entire being, enveloping him in a tingling euphoria.
With their breaths so close, she felt a tickle at her nose, so she softly nuzzled against his face. In this tender moment, she exuded the enchanting allure of a coquettish cat, rendering him utterly defenseless.
At this instant, Jasper’s remarkable endurance and self-control saved him from surrendering to: the tempting urge to kiss Willow. Then, with a gentle whisper, he implored, “Willow, sleep properly.”
In that instant, her eyes fluttered open, and her surprise was evident in the hazy glint that met the sight of the handsome face hovering nearby. She blinked and quickly withdrew her arm around his neck, instinctively creating a bit of space between them..
Under the soft glow of the dim moonlight, their eyes met, and at that moment, her cheeks flushed with a mix of emotions. She couldn’t help but wonder, What did I just do to him? “Get some sleep. I’ll go out for some fresh air,” Jasper whispered before leaving.
Yet, the thought of letting him go was inconceivable. The mere idea of being awake at this hour without him by her side filled Willow with genuine fear. Thus, she summoned her courage and gently pressed her hands against his chest, firmly pinning him down.
Amidst the darkness, he found himself helplessly overpowered by her, his back firmly pinned to the mat. The dim lighting couldn’t hide the unmistakable surprise that flickered in his eyes. Only in that fleeting moment, after a subtle blink, she fully grasped the unintended consequences of her actions upon him.
Feeling awkward, Willow.didn’t know whether to get up or continue to press Jasper down. Her exquisitely beautiful, tiny face hovered just at breath away from his, and her eyes glimmered, revealing a smile she couldn’t conceal. Suddenly, her long hair cascaded provocatively on his chest, caressing his skin with the grace of a feather, evoking a delightful flutter in his heart. Amidst a throaty whisper, he entreated, “Go to sleep.”
In a soft, mumbled voice, she confessed, “I can’t.” Her plea followed, laced with vulnerability. “Don’t go. I’m scared.” “I won’t go, but could you let me go?” He couldn’t bear her pressing herself on him like that.
After a subtle nod, Willow rolled over to Jasper’s side and propped herself up with her elbow as she observed him. Strangely, the air around them seemed to have grown warmer, as if a gentle caress of heat enveloped them. She wondered if someone had secretly turned on the heat.
On a whim, Willow touched Jasper’s forehead, detecting a subtle warmth that piqued her concern. Leaning closer, she inquired with at hint of worry, “You’re so warm. Are you sick?” Sick? It’s all because of you. “No, it’s just too stuffy here, he murmured, trying not to blame anyone or anything.
Then, she extended her hand again to cautiously gauge his forehead’s temperature. Right. He’s not running a fever. He’s just sweating. “You should go outside for some fresh air, she suggested, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable.
Willow’s words had an instant effect, propelling Jasper to his feet, and he walked out. With his departure came a gust of cold air, but undeterred, she swiftly claimed his vacated place, basking in the lingering warmth he had left behind.
When he stepped outside, a sudden gust of icy wind embraced him. Suddenly, his keen eyes caught sight of a boat emerging from the misty sea, steadily drawing closer to the island. In ant instant, he darted back to the equipment. storage, grabbed the binoculars, and eagerly. trained them on the approaching vessel. Sure enough, it was heading straight for the same: island he now stood upon..
His face creased with concern, and he hurriedly approached Winston’s tent, saying, “There’s a boat approaching. Wake everyone up.” There’s urgency in his voice.
Then, Winston cast off his drowsiness and sprang to his feet. As anticipated, he spotted the flickering of distant boat lights and wasted no time rousing his fellow team members. At the sound of the commotion, Willow emerged from her tent, too, curious to know what was going on. A female team member informed her, “There’s a strange boat approaching. The captain wants us all to wake up.”
Willow was startled upon hearing this, and questions whirled in her mind. Why would there be a boat coming here? Could it be a pirate ship?
“What kind of boat is it? Is it a pirate ship?” a female team member asked nervously. “Don’t worry. My bodyguards will ensure everyone’s safety,” Willow reassured with at gentle smile. After saying this, she approached Jasper, who reached out and pulled her protectively behind him..
“Stand behind me,” he whispered in a gentle. hush. No matter the circumstance, he vowed to shield her above all else. Instantly, she felt loved, and she obediently stood behind him. Her eyes alighted upon the binoculars he held, and she couldn’t resist extending her hand to grab it. While peeking out from her shelter behind him, she brought the binoculars to her eyes to observe the approaching boat. As her gaze swept across the deck, a mysterious figure caught her attention, standing tall and waving in their direction. Intrigued, she hastily brought the binoculars to her eyes, and her beautiful orbs widened with astonishment. “Tommy?”
Jasper’s attention shifted to her, his eyes searching for answers as he inquired, “Do you know him?” A tranquil exhale of relief escaped Willow’s lips as she responded, “He’s the persistent suitor who never gives up.”
As her words reached Winston’s ears, relief washed over him. “Are you sure you know the person on the boat? We have nothing to fear as long as they harbor no ill intentions toward us.”
“I know him, but I don’t know how he found his way here.” Jasper’s eyes narrowed as he fixated on the boat. Is this man the pursuer that goes after Willow?
After a mere 20 minutes, the boat finally docked, and a man emerged from the deck, overflowing with excitement. It was Tommy Donovan, the affluent heir who had ardently pursued Willow for a relentless three years, undeterred by her steadfast refusals.
“Willow, it’s really you! I thought my information was wrong. Haha. I finally found you,” he exclaimed happily as he approached. With warm enthusiasm, he turned to greet the rest of the team members. “Hello, everyone. I’m Willow’s friend, so you don’t need to be afraid.”
As he approached her, a mere three feet. separating them, a sudden presence loomed tall, interposing between the two friends. An urge to gently push the obstructing figure aside arose within him. “Hey, move out of the way. I’m saying hello to my friend.”
However, as Tommy confidently anticipated the person would yield with a slight push, he was. taken aback when the figure stood unwavering. His irritation surged, and he looked up to confront the obstruction. To his astonishment, he was momentarily dumbfounded. Why is there such a handsome man beside Willow? His appearance threatens mine; his physique is better, and his aura is stronger.
“Who are you? Who is this guy, Willow?” he inquired, a hint of annoyance trickling through. his words.
“Tommy, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?” Willow’s irritation was palpable, for her team members had been roused from their slumber, the tranquility shattered by the man’s unexpected presence.
At her words, Tommy immediately looked somewhat aggrieved. “I came because I was worried about you. Look, I brought a boatload of supplies for you. I’ve got whatever you need. I even brought a chef and bodyguards to protect you.”
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