Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King

Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Okay, I don't regret it anymore.

I practically launch myself into the jet, barely resisting the urge to sprint from one end to the other like a lunatic.

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The sheer size of it is enough to make my jaw unhinge. Private jets are supposed be small, right? Cozy? This thing could probably house an entire village and still have room for an in-flight spa.

"Are you seriously just standing there?" I whip around to glare at Enoch, who is leaning against the entrance, watching me with that lazy, amused smirk that makes me want to both slap him and kiss him senseless.

He lifts a brow. "I'm enjoying the show."

"Unbelievable," I mutter, turning back to the sheer insanity that is his jet. There's an actual lounge area. Plush leather seats, a bar that looks like it belongs in a five-star hotel, and-holy shit.

I yank open the fridge, expecting the usual sad airplane food, maybe some bottled water if I'm lucky. Instead, I'm greeted with an array of gourmet snacks, high-end champagne, and what has to be the most luxurious case of ice cream I've ever

seen.

I stare at it for a solid five seconds before turning to Enoch. "What the fuck is this?"

"A fridge," he answers dryly, stepping closer.

I gesture wildly. "No, this-this is rich people nonsense. Who the hell has a

selection of imported ice cream flavors on their jet?"

He hums, now directly behind me. "People who like ice cream?"

"Ugh," I groan, still not over it. "This is insane. You're insane."

I'm reaching for one of the tubs when a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist, yanking me back against a very solid, very warm body. A familiar one.

"Okay, that's enough exploring," Enoch mutters into my ear, his voice low and rough. "I require your attention."

I huff, still staring at the fridge. "I just need to process the fact that your freezer section is worth more than my entire life savings."

He buries his face in my neck, inhaling deeply, his grip on me tightening. "Taryn."

A shiver skates down my spine at the way he says my name-gritted, needy, full of that dangerous possessiveness that always,threatens to undo me. I exhale sharply. "Yeah?"

"Look at me."

I turn in his hold, my hands instinctively finding his chest, feeling the steady, heavy beat of his heart. His eyes burn into mine, dark forest and laced with something heady, something that makes my stomach flip.

My fingers skim up, tracing the sharp line of his jaw, feeling the faint stubble there. "You need to shave."

"You need to stop ignoring me." His hands slide lower, gripping my waist, thumbs stroking over my skin through my shirt.

I grin, dragging my nails lightly through his hair, watching his eyelids droop slightly

at the sensation. "I'll give you all the attention you want when we land."

His eyes narrow slightly, his hold on me tightening. "No."

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I blink. "No?"

back of my neck

his lips move against mine, firm and demanding, It takes me a second to catch up, but then I'm melting into him, my fingers tightening in his hair,

a sharp jolt of heat straight

protest, half encouragement, because this is absolutely unfair and entirely too good

breathing heavily, foreheads resting against each other,

every fucking second of this vacation," he murmurs, his lips ghosting over

fire back some witty remark, he hauls me up and over his shoulder like

I shriek, laughing as I pound my fists

chuckles, one hand resting dangerously close

cream later, little

www

www

the stairs of the jet, I forget how

of paradise out of a dream

sun dipping toward the endless ocean. Palm trees sway lazily in the humid air, and the clearest, bluest water I have ever seen stretches out before

"Holy shit."

in his pockets, watching me like I'm the sight to behold. His lips quirk into an almost-smile,

I breathe, my gaze flicking between him and

brow raises, amused.

you kidding? I'm in love." I spin in place, arms outstretched as the

the edge of the stairs, reeling me back against his chest. "I'd rather not start this trip by fishing you out of

up at him, my face still lit with excitement.

fucking ocean down if it

toward the villa where we're staying. The pathway is lined with glowing lanterns, the scent of tropical flowers thick in the air. The excitement in my chest bubbles

ocean view. A massive bed draped in soft, white linens. A bathroom

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water.

inviting

me, hands shoved into his pockets again as he watches me take

"You like it?"

the sheer opulence

something in his eyes

shake it off and move toward my suitcase. "We have to go swimming," I announce, unzipping it.

my fingers

My stomach drops.

me as reality slaps me in the face. Right. I

for fun. I brought it

job to do. Because I'm supposed to be uncovering secrets about the man

falls over

casual, but there's an edge to

answer. He

in my throat and plaster on a smile before glancing up at him. "To document

obviously.

let all

a

before he hums in acknowledgment, but I can tell he's not fully convinced. He doesn't press, though, and I don't give him the chance. I grab my bikini, shove the laptop back inside, and

step past him, but his hand wraps

tracks. "No."

I blink. "No?"

is his

grip tightens slightly. "I'm going to

air shifts. My