Stephanie was about to go for a swim when she heard him shouting from the villa.“Jason, I’m down here, in the cabana. What’s wrong?” Stephanie asked, alarmed at the tone of his voice.She stepped out of the cabana and watched as he rushed to the patio from the villa. He pulled her into a bear hug.“I just need to touch you. To make sure you’re safe.”“Jason, what’s going on? You’re scaring me.”“Nothing’s wrong. Everything’s fine,” he said as he stroked her hair. “I know I said we would see a show and go to that new club but do you mind if we have a quiet dinner at the hotel tonight?” “Of course not, whatever you want to do.”Jason traced his fingers down her face and neck. His thumb hooked under her chin and their eyes locked. Jason’s mouth was upon hers, his tongue hungrily intertwining with hers. With a fluid swoop, he picked her up and gently laid her on one of the cushioned cabana lounge chairs. “Don’t move.”The low rustling of the cabana curtain behind her filled her ears as the room darkened.
