His Unveiled Passion

A crew member followed right after, hauling the luggage.

Marissa held Tessa's arm and led her all the way to the room where she would be

staying for the next two days.

"Tessa, this is your room," Marissa murmured, sounding somewhat guilty.

Tessa nodded. "Thank you."

Then, Marissa turned to Stephen, pointed at the door diagonally across from

Tessa's, and said, "Stevie, your room is over there."

Tessa froze slightly when she heard that. Marissa had arranged for them to stay

separately.

Tessa lowered her gaze but said nothing.

Stephen's eyes were cold as he shot a look at Marissa before saying, "Don't

bother. I'll be staying with Tess."

Marissa's lashes fluttered slightly before hastily adding, "Tessa's room is single.

It'll be too cramped if you stay with her."

The cruise ship had over a hundred guest rooms available, all fully equipped and

luxuriously decorated. There was even a helipad on the deck.

They had passed by several entertainment facilities earlier. The ship had a movie

theater, a bar, a ballroom, a game room, a billiard room, and so forth. There was

even a massive swimming pool at the stern.

This was a large cruise ship, so there was no way Marissa was facing a room

Marissa's true intentions

need to say anything about it, but Stephen wasn't about

play along.

told Marissa he was going to stay

about Tessa's assigned room

and swept his gaze across the room before commenting,

at all. Besides, a smaller space only makes the room

do you think, Tessa?"

she could say anything in response, Stephen instructed the crew

leave

wasn't just referring to Tessa's luggage, as even his luggage had

inside the room.

more than obvious he was determined to stay in

far from small. It was

It wasn't at all cramped. However,

had no desire

smiled. This time, she

as she said, "Marissa, he'll be staying with

A flicker of disappointment

appeared in Marissa's eyes.

pursed her

muttered reluctantly, "Fine."

Scott, thank you for escorting us

the door right in her

amusement. "Don't

discourteous?"

Marissa out like that? Even worse, he was

host herself.

and drawled, "I even thanked her. How's

being rude?"

epitome of courtesy," she snarked, rolling her eyes at

said, dragging Tessa into his

murmured, "I want to

Tessa's response before lowering his lips

and tongue soon intertwined in

frozen in place beyond