Page 11 of Objection

Kaos

S erenity sported a syrupy smile as we waited to get on the boat.

I held her in front of me by her waist so I could keep my eyes on her.

She’d been shifty all morning as she processed how things had changed between us.

One minute it seemed she was at peace with the progress we were making, and the next, she was unsure.

I was cool with that and knew the only way to make her feel safe with this, with us, was to remain consistent and make sure she understood I was sincere.

“I had no idea you were so affectionate,” Serenity admitted, wrapping my arms around her completely.

“Do you like it?”

“I love having your hands on me.”

I lowered myself to her ear and muttered, “Good,” before kissing it and vowing to keep my hands on her as much as I could.

“Do you believe in love languages?”

“Yeah, but I don’t think they are limited to that small list. If I had to choose from it, I’d say my love language is physical touch.”

“I can see that,” she said with a giggle. “Well feel. Mine is touch too, but I also like gifts. How else do you feel loved?”

“Truth? I care less about feeling loved and more about being respected. Trusted. If a woman trusts me, respects me, and represents me well, that makes me feel loved. To that I would add when she’s sincere and we have chemistry.

The more compatible I am with a woman, the easier it feels to love each other.

Love is just a foundation to the things that matter to me more, but I know love means more to the average woman than respect. ”

“I get that, and I agree. I’ve been with men whom I loved and got disrespected.

Now, I understand respect means more to a man than love, so if he ever does something that disrespects me, I know he doesn’t truly care about or love me.

Love is a foundation. Friendship too. I feel loved when a man is a true partner.

When he puts forth effort and provides security in my place in his life and heart and stability for mine. ”

Turning her in my arms, I took advantage of her hair being up in a bun and looked over her beautiful face.

“I can offer you that. I take pride in being able to make a woman feel served, protected, provided for, and secure.”

“In exchange, I want to serve you too. Be your partner. Add a softness and submission to your life that influences you to be and have better.”

I brushed my nose against hers before kissing her tenderly. I wasn’t sure how long this confidence in us would last within her, but I planned to take full advantage.

When we got on the boat, we had a couple of drinks as we talked and got to know each other a little more. We discussed our pasts, hobbies, and interests. We also talked about our future desires and goals.

After that, we swam and went snorkeling, and seeing her so happy and at peace in the water made me even more glad I could create this moment for her.

I wanted to do this, to see that smile on her face and hear the lightness in her voice, for the rest of my life.

I wanted to be in her possession and at her disposal until I took my last breath.

The happier she was today, the happier it made me.

Once we got back on the boat, we prepared for the barbecue the chefs would grill by eating small appetizers.

She thought it was so funny and cute that I’d found a cruise that offered barbecue since I knew that was her favorite thing to eat.

We marveled at the Volcano of Santorini at Nea Kameni Island and indulged in the food and white wine from the open bar.

By the time we made it to the last destination of the trip, Port of Vlychada, she was slightly tipsy and relaxed.

Her arm was wrapped around mine as we took in the beautiful view.

“I can’t believe this is my view. This is my experience,” she confessed. “Thank you, Kaos. I know I keep saying it, but I’ll never forget this.”

“You’re welcome, princess. Stick with me, and I’ll show you the world. I’ll give it to you too.”

Her arms wrapped around me, and she stepped on the tips of her toes for a kiss.

We’d only be here for ten minutes, so we snapped a few pictures of the beach and each other before taking a few together.

On the way back to our starting destination, Serenity held my hand and rested her head on my shoulder.

I relaxed in my seat and placed my hand on her thigh.

Tristan was going to trip when I told him about this shit.