To Cuddle

Lucky's POV I was combing my hair while constantly glancing at Damien. He's staring at me intently while sitting on the bed, carrying a cup of coffee. His legs are parted making him more handsomely dominant. "Why are you staring?" I asked, nervous. "Let's stay for another day." I gasped and completely faced him. "We need to go back, Damien. They need you on the island." He heaved a sigh. "I need you more though…" I felt my cheeks heated because of some crazy thoughts invading my mind. He needs me for what? "I'll inform your boss. There's a problem with the shipping company that will transport the construction materials." My forehead creased as I stared at him. I have doubts about it. "Are you sure?" He lazily nodded. "I can spend time with you even on the island. So why bother lying just for us to stay a little longer?" Right! He doesn't care about the other people anyway. "But why? What's the problem?" "The shipping company I hired got involved in smuggling. They can't operate startin