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“I’m not,” Jasper muttered.
“Just let me check. You didn’t even tell me when you were hurt,” Willow grumbled. He had hidden his bruised hand from her earlier.
Willow dragged him away just like that, and Winston told the captain to steer the boat away in case the locals came back with more vitriol. Ten minutes later, the boat had left the pier and made its way to the open sea. That was their next destination.
Once they went back to the room, Willow closed the door and ordered, “Take off your clothes.”
Jasper couldn’t say no, so he took off his shirt right in front of her, revealing his beautiful muscles, perfectly chiseled torso, and taut rear. He looked like a sculpture. At the same time, Willow noticed a few red marks on his back. He fought bare handed, so the locals got some hits in.
“Oh, your back’s hurt. I need to put some salve on it.” Willow observed him seriously, staring at his half- naked body without a care. She was genuinely checking on him and nothing else.
However, Jasper was starting to feel his heart squeezing up from all the touching Willow was doing, and he tensed up. She does know she’s making life hard for me, right?
After the checkup, Willow said, “Get showered. I’ll deal with the injuries in a bit, and then it’s time to sleep.”
Jasper took a shower while Willow told her bodyguard to get her some salve. When she went outside to get the meds, everyone asked her about Jasper’s situation. They were treating her as if she was his girlfriend.
She was a little delighted. Even though they weren’t a couple just yet, things might change in the future.
Sounds of flowing water meandered across the air, and Willow was imagining Jasper taking a shower. More specifically, she was imagining his stark naked body, and her cheeks burned up. Quickly, she went out to the balcony for some fresh air.
When she came back, Jasper was only wearing a pair of long casual pants. She approached him with a smile. “Sit on the couch. I’ll deal with your injuries.”
“I’ll do it myself,” said Jasper. He couldn’t let her do it, or something in him might snap. That was why he took a cold shower: so he could keep his fire in check. He didn’t want her stoking it again.
“No. I’ll do it,” Willow protested. There was no way he could reach his back easily.
Jasper couldn’t win, so he let her do whatever she wanted. Willow skipped the Q-tip and poured the salve over her hand. She rubbed her hands together to warm the salve up and massaged Jasper’s bruises.
The moment her hand touched his back, Jasper tensed up. All he could think of was her hand against his skin.
“Tell me if it hurts. The captain said I have to do this for the salve to work. Hold it in, alright?” said Willow.
There was no need to hold in any pain. Willow’s strength was too minor to cause any pain. It was then Willow realized that Jasper had a big back, and his muscles were really taut. They were hard to the touch and a little bumpy.
Once she was done, Jasper had a film of sweat glistening on his forehead. Willow had just stoked his flame of desire, and it was burning hot. “Done? I’ll get some fresh air.” Jasper stood up and left the room.
Willow put the salve away for the next day. The team leader summoned her for a meeting to sort out the leads they found so they could locate the artifact’s location. She came to the conference room, and Winston asked her to take the main spot, which she humbly gave back to him.
She sat beside him, and an excited Winston said, “Good news, Willow. We just went through the leads we found, and there’s a map in this box you collected. They indicate where the leads are scattered around in this zone.”
“Really? That’s great news! So, can we find more clues now?” Willow said in delight. So that fall was a blessing in disguise.
“Yes. We can start our investigation, and through GPS, pinpoint the area where the ship sank.”
Willow was excited. She came all the way with her team to find something, so there was no way she would want to return empty-handed. She wanted to do something for her nation’s efforts to reclaim their artifacts.
“Time to begin our research.” Winston scanned the map and uploaded it into his computer, then he projected it onto the screen for everyone to see. While everyone was staring at the map, the member at the end of the table surreptitiously took a photo of it with their phone.
Jasper came in as well, and the member beside Willow gave up their seat for him. Willow turned around and smiled at him, then she went back to Winston’s explanation.
Jasper figured out the goal for this trip after he went through Willow’s notes. He was every bit as knowledgeable as everyone around the table now. Moreover, he was a smart man with a photographic memory.
Once the meeting was over, everyone retired for the night. The member who took a photo of the map went back to his room and took out his laptop. He then logged into a private account of some website and sent the photo of the map to his correspondent.
‘Good. You will be paid handsomely for this,’ the correspondent texted.
‘I can work for you guys, but you must give me a million and a half once we find the artifact,’ texted the member.
‘Of course. One and a half million is but pocket change for us. Keep us updated about all progress on your side so we can find the artifact faster.’
‘Understood.’
This spy was a man named Yosemite Xingras. Before he joined the expedition, an international antiquity trafficker established contact with him and promised a payment of one and a half million if he would be their mole.
Willow was still going through the map even at night. A few tectonic shifts would have happened over a thousand years, so the landmasses around this zone were probably different now.
“It’s late. You should stop, or it’s going to hurt your eyes,” said Jasper. It was already eleven.
Willow’s eyes were getting sore. She took out a bottle of eye drops and handed it to Jasper. “Can you help me with this, Jasper?”
Jasper got up and sat on the edge of her bed. She was in a set of pink cotton pajamas. For some reason, her skin shone with a healthy sheen when she was wearing pink. She looked so delectable.
Willow had a pair of big, beautiful eyes that were clean and innocent like an infant’s. Jasper dropped a few eye drops into her eyes, and Willow quickly snapped her peepers shut. She had an animated look on her face, and her lips were shut tightly.
Jasper stared at her lustrous lips. They smelled so sweet and inviting. When Willow snapped her eyes open, Jasper quickly looked away, his breathing laborious.
“Do you want a few drops of this? It’s good.”
“No.”
“Aw, come on. Just lie down.” Willow pushed him down on the bed and tried to drop some eye drops into his eye.
Jasper couldn’t bear to dampen her enthusiasm, so he lay down. Willow was inches away, staring at him. “You have beautiful eyes.” She then dropped some eye drops into his eyes.
While his eyes were closed, Willow kept staring at his face. He then opened his eyes, but Willow already had her fill. She then looked at his Adam’s apple and touched it.
Josper’s eyes went wide. Whot is she doing? “Don’t touch it,” he soid.
“I’ve never touched o guy’s Adom’s opple before. I wont to know how it feels.” Willow wos observing him curiously like he wos o work of ort.
“Don’t touch onyone else’s throot, got it?” Josper stood up.
“I don’t like touching onyone else’s throot. Only yours,” soid Willow before she got bock to her bed. “Just sleep. You must be tired.”
There wos no woy he could sleep. Josper pulled the blonket over to cover up his crotch. She hos no ideo how much she just riled me up.
Morning come, ond Willow woke up. She looked ot Josper’s bed, but he wos not oround. She then looked outside the window ond sow o few islonds on the horizon. They were finolly ot their next destinotion.
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