Kiara Reynolds
"Here's what we have to do in the upcoming 7 days. Allow me to read your itinerary for you." Sebastian said.
It's our first day in Istanbul and we've just finished our breakfast.
Yesterday both Daniel and I were so tired that we crashed as soon as we had our dinner. This morning, we woke up pretty early at around 6 and had our breakfast before 7. Our families have planned us 5 days of touring Istanbul and have given us 2 days for leisure.
We were thinking of spending the two days here in the resort itself, chilling and relaxing. Sebastian's resort has many facilities like spa, indoor games, massage centre, beach activities, night club and much more.
"Go ahead." Daniel said and Sebastian nodded.
"Today, that is, Day 1:
- The Blue Mosque
- The Basilica Cistern
- Eminonu Square
- Ortakoy StreetAlthough if it takes too much time at a particular place, we can reschedule Ortakoy Street for some other day."
"Okay. Great." I said and Daniel nodded.
Sebastian shortly took our leave when our personal tour guide joined us.
"Don't forget your cameras. We're going to click many photos." Ahmet, our tour guide said.
"Good thing I dressed nice." I whispered to Daniel.
I wore a pair of blue jeans with a pink tank top. I wore a black leather jacket on top of it with beige boots and a pink sling bag to match my top.
"Oh come on, you always look nice. No matter what's the dress." He replied and I playfully rolled my eyes.
"Thank you. By the way, you look good too." I said and he gave me a teasing look.
He was dressed in all black. A black top, ripped black jeans and a black hoodie. He was looking mouth-watering in his outfit.
"I'm glad you think so." Daniel said and I smiled.
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By the time we reached the resort, both of us were exhausted. We had a whole day of walking around the city. We visited all four places and took endless photos. I bought small jewellery for myself, Savannah, both the moms, and Riya.
For lunch we ate at a local restaurant which served authentic Turkish cuisine. We had Sis kebap, Döner, Pide and for dessert we ordered some Baklava.
Turkish has such pure and rich culture. The county is Muslim dominated but they welcome everyone with such love and their hospitality is praise worthy. Everyone we encountered at the shops, tourist places and restaurants were incredibly soft spoken and well mannered. It was one of the best experiences of my life.
"I was thinking we should order food in the room itself." Daniel said and I couldn't agree more.
"It's for the best." I said and Daniel nodded.
"What'd you like to have?" He questioned and I shrugged my shoulders.
"Anything." I said and he nodded once again.
I took my night pjs and walked into the bathroom. When I went shopping for this 'trip' I bought some new silk pjs. Tonight, I choose a green one. It consisted of a spaghetti top and a short pajama pants.
I had a shower and changed into the pjs set.
When I walked out of the bathroom, I crashed into a hard chest which belonged to none other than my husband. He kept a hand on my waist to prevent me from falling and I gripped his shoulder.
I looked up in his eyes and was surprised at how close our faces were. We were literally inches apart. His short breaths fell on my bare neck and an involuntary shiver passed down my spine.
"Sorry," I whispered but it was barely audible. I couldn't speak properly due to the closeness. He audibly gulped and pushed me to the wall.
"You have no idea what you're doing to me right now," He whispered in a husky voice. I bit my lip at the strange sensation that I felt between my legs.
With his thumb, he freed my bottom lip and sensually ran a finger over it. In an attempt to lick my dry lips, I mistakenly touched my tongue with his finger. I looked up into his eyes as quick as lightening. His blue eyes darkened and I didn't know what to say or do next.
"Kiara Reynolds, you're going to be the death of me." He said in a husky voice. He kept his hands on each side of me and started nearing his face to mine. Oh, my God! Is he going to kiss me?
I closed my eyes as he continued nearing his face to mine. I could feel his breath on my face. He was too close. I was anticipating anything from his side and just when he was about to kiss me, the doorbell rang.
"Fucking hell." He was clearly angry and a chuckle left my mouth at that.
~ Kiara's Outfit ~
~ Daniel's Outfit ~
~ Kiara's Pj Set ~
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