CHLOE's POV
‘‘Are you happy?’’ Easton asked as he laced his fingers with mine, and I nodded with a smile, placing my head over shoulder.
To say that I was happy would be an understatement when describing how I felt right then and there. It was incredible and fantastic to the point of becoming overwhelmed and drowned with so much joy and happiness.
After Easton had prepared the jaw-dropping surprise for me, we walked back to the cabin to take a rest, and my breath was coming out in short bursts, my heart beating faster with each step that brought us closer to the stateroom. And as soon as he opened the door, he pulled me into a deep and tantalizing kiss.
‘‘Easton…’’ I breathed out against his lips, and he stopped kissing me, his gaze locking with mine, probably trying to read what's on my mind. And I was certain that I was transparent enough for him to read me, and I was aware that he could feel it by the way our bodies burn as they pressed together, slightly rubbing each other.