Yes, Sir

4.9

•- Laine Bennett -•

On paper, 14 hours seemed like a hell. But it was even worse to experience.

We'd arrived in Honolulu after a short stop in LAX. It was humid, and all I wanted to do was jump into a bed of ice water. And I'd only just stepped out of the airport.

With Austin's hand enclosed around mine, he guides me through the crowd of vacationed travelers awaiting their rental vehicles. I suspected Austin and I would be doing the same, but instead he leads me to a black vehicle with the back door being held open by a man dressed in business attire even at 9 PM this time zone.

We slide in the backseat and the man closes the door before opening the trunk and distributing our belogings.

I wanted to ask why we were suddenly being treated like royalty, but I was too exhausted to question it verbally.

With Austin's arm draped around my body, I felt beyond comfortable. It didn't matter the me what Dane, or really anyone had to say about Austin and I. It felt like it was us against the world, and I'll hold onto that for as long as I can.

•- Austin Wood -•

I was royally fucked. Watching Laine sleep so peacefully, was a whole other emotion itself. She was at peace despite the hell her life had been. I knew her well enough to know that pity wasn't an option, but as she sleeps so calmly, I pity the fact that she never got to be so at ease during the day.

We pull into our place of residency while we were here. It was no surprise that I had houses all over, but Hawaii was without a doubt my favorite.

As we pull into the driveway, I dread the moment of needing to wake Lainey from her slumber.

I fumble around the carry on bag I'd brought and hand our driver the keys, instructing him to carry our bags inside while I wake Laine.

I wanted so badly to carry her from the car like an infant, but I wanted her to experience what I did when I first saw the home. It was a moment of beauty that the eyes would be so blessed to see. I would never mean to deprive her of anything that I could keep in her grasps. It was part of my mission to give her everything she could ever deserve after all.

"Wakey, wakey, Lainey," I purposefully rhyme in hopes that my annoyance would draw her from her sleep just to scold me.

She groans as she snuggles deeper to my side, "I don't want to move, you're comfy," she groans as I poke her side gently to awaken her.

Taking control of the situation, I lean closer to her ear and whisper, "Yeah but us naked in a bed would be even more comfortable."

As though I'd said the magic words, she peaked from her tiredness and stretched quickly before jumping out of the car. I laugh loudly as I follow quickly behind while tossing a hundred dollar bill int he front seat.

Her eyes were drawn to the illuminated home. It was a clash between modern and Mediterranean. It was one of my proudest works if I was to choose from all my options.

Most homes I was in ownership of, were fit for the area. But this particular building had a mixture of myself in it and that alone drew my favoritism.

I couldn't miss the expression on her face as her face lights up at the sight of my house just harbored against the beach.

"It's so beautiful," she whispers more to herself than me as she slowly steps closer to me. I wrap my arms around her and press my lips to her forehead.

Laine looks up and me and smiles. I can't help but lean down and press my lips to her's softly.

As I pull away, I turn her to face me. "Now, I'd like to prove my point, Miss. Bennett," I raise my eyebrows suggestively as she rests her hands on my forearms gently.