Rule #1: Never Date An A.C.E. [COMPLETED]

Chapter 18: Rule #25: Don't Lie To Other Ace Agents

We continue along with the flow of traffic, not wanting to bring attention to ourselves. We are sitting quietly in the van, Venezuelan music playing softly in the background. The road turns from slightly paved to dirt as we near the docks. A rusty fishing vessel is waiting as we all pull up, unloading our suitcases and piling on to the boat. The captain speaks to Dylan in Spanish before checking all are aboard as he pulls away from the dock. The ocean waters are bright blue, and I see a few fish jump from the water. I sigh in content as salt water is sprayed lightly on my face. Dylan comes up behind me, placing a hand on my back and standing beside me.

"You ready for a safe vacation?" he asks.

"Yes," I answer. "I just want to relax." He chuckles and says he hopes that I can.

We soon see an island in the distance and I know it's Aruba. We pull up to a tiny dock, only a small dirt path leads to it surrounded by thick trees. Dylan hands the captain a stack of bolivars as payment and we all step off the boat to the dock. Sheridan takes the lead as we take the dirt path that leads up to a massive home that blends into the foliage surrounding it. Dylan places a hand on a hidden panel and it scans.

"Welcome, Agent Lancaster, how many guests are with you?" a mechanical voice asks from the scanner.

"Seven."

"Enter." It replies and the door cracks open. Even though the home is large, it continues to have a rustic feel.

"Everyone, find rooms. There is enough for each to have their own room, unless you wish to bunk with someone," Dylan winks at Sheridan and Sheridan chuckles, pulling Vanessa closer. We all split apart, Alex and Levi running to try and claim the best rooms. Dylan and I find a room with a king-sized bed that we decide to share, since I don't want to be alone anymore. There are two full bathrooms on the second floor, so we designated each one for each gender. Levi, Alex, and Boone found a theater room complete with game consoles that they began to play. Sheridan and Vanessa begin to cook us food for lunch, and Flower busies herself on the roof choosing herbs from the garden for her first aid kit. Dylan and I find an indoor swimming pool, so we don our suits and go for a swim. I choose a bikini due to the bandages, and Dylan is wearing swim trunks, showcasing his muscles. The bandages make it difficult to move around, so after a little while of struggling, I give up and just float, staring at the ceiling. Dylan swims over to me and leans over my head, so I'm looking at him upside-down.

He smiles as he looks down at me, "I missed you while you were gone."

"We also never got to finish what we were doing," I smirk up at him and he smirks back.

"Cheeky today, aren't we?" he chuckles as he leans closer. He then grabs my shoulders and sinks me under the water, causing me to sputter and come up angry.

"Seriously?" I yell at him, splashing him back. I pause for a moment, my chest heaving from my breaths and I realize I can't see him anymore. "Dylan?"

He pops up right in front of me, a smirk gracing his face. I scowl and cross my arms, climbing from the pool. Dylan follows me, "Where do you think you're going?"

"Away from you," I say, rolling my eyes. I reach for the door when I'm spun around and pushed against the wall next to it. Dylan's smirk is gone, replaced with fiery eyes.

"I wasn't done yet," he whispers into my face. A shiver makes its way down my spine as he steps closer, pressing his body into mine. His fingers skim my shoulders, still damp from the swim, his cold fingertips pressing into my side as he clutches me. I run my hands up his chest, and it's his turn to shiver. He looks into my eyes before closing the distance between us and our lips meet. His are strong and demanding, pressing into me and I try to respond in kind. He bites my lip and I gasp, allowing his tongue to enter. They intertwine as we each fight for dominance. Dylan pulls away before descending on my neck, sucking, kissing, biting. I lean against the wall for support as I grasp at his wet hair. I pull and he groans against my skin, before licking the spots he's bit. He pulls away and stares into my eyes, we are both breathing heavily.