Reciprocated love

Part 44: Matching Outfits

Ryan's room...

Once Amara finished her shower, Ryan too took a shower. Both of them had breakfast together. Amara sat on the bed with a sigh "You made me eat a huge breakfast. I can't walk on the beach now." A chuckle left Ryan's mouth. Going towards the dressing table, he grabbed a sunscreen and sat down on the bed in front of Amara. He took her stretched legs into his lap and started applying the sunscreen. Amara was really ticklish on her legs. She tried to grab her legs back when he held her legs in place and ordered "Stay still." Once he was done, he took her hands and applied it on her hands one by one. Amara was wearing shorts and a tank top. She said "I'll wear a shirt over this top. No need to apply sunscreen for my hands." Ryan looked at her with a judgemental look "Are you talking about that white and blue strip shirt that you stole from me? Or is it that netted black shirt that you said it matches your outfit so you needed it? Or is it that olive green shirt that-" "Ah stop stop! Apply the sunscreen." With a smirk, he continued applying the sunscreen. Once he was done, he placed a sun hat over her head. Ryan stood up and walked towards the closet. He pulled out a pair of beach slippers from there and placed it in front of her. Amara stood up and wore them. Then she questioned "Where did you get all these from?" Ryan winked at her without an explanation. Last night, after they reached their private island, he called Noah and instructed him to send over his and Amara's clothes. He also pulled out a pair of shades and handed it to her. He placed one on himself. Both of their shades were the same. Then her eyes traveled along his body. He was wearing a white T shirt and blue jeans shorts. He paired it with a blue and white checks shirt, shades and beach slippers to complement the look. Amara was wearing a white tank top and blue shorts. She stole the oversized shirt from Ryan. Both of them were wearing matching outfits and she loved it for some reason. They were like any other couple in love. Walking out of the room, Ryan locked the door. 

They were going to take a walk at the beach. Initially, Amara wasn't willing to go the the beach cuz she said her stomach was full and that she won't be able to walk. But when Ryan said that there's a cafe near the beach with crossaints and hot chocolate in it, she was hurrying him to go there. "You said your stomach is full?" Amara pulled her stomach inside and tapped on it "No there's still space for hot chocolate. Let's go!" When they were walking in the hallway, she looked at his hand. His left hand was in his pocket and his right hand was on her hips. She held his right hand and intertwined it with her hand. He looked at her questioningly. "Well, we're getting married soon. So we need to get used to this." "If you think I'm going to get stop at such small affectionate actions, then your wrong. The moment we reach our home after the wedding, you'll be carried straight to our bedroom." Amara spoke with a husky voice "And?" "And you'd be layed down." "And?" "And I'll start by removing your dress and leaving you in your undergarments. Slowly I'll move my hands towards your back and-" "Alright that's enough. I got it!" Before he could say anything more, Amara stopped him. Her face was already red. Seeing her so bright, Ryan couldn't help but smile ear to ear. This was the exact moment when Jake saw the couple. At first he was astonished and stood still. But then he realised that Asher was standing a few steps away from him and talking on the phone. Without wasting any time, he held Asher's hand and ran inside the room.