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JOSH The Island

The second flight was shorter but bumpier, the small charter plane dipping and swaying as it approached the remote landing strip. I barely noticed, too caught up in the way Vivien's fingers traced circles over my thigh, her nails dragging just enough to make my pulse kick up a notch.

When we landed, the heat hit me like a wave. Humid and thick, the kind that made shirts stick and sweat bead at the back of my neck. Vivien, of course, looked completely unbothered, her dark hair pulled into a loose bun, a flimsy white top hanging off one shoulder, exposing the smooth, sun-kissed skin I'd spent a year avoiding.

A whole fucking year.

The resort staff greeted us as we stepped onto the dock, handing us cool towels and fresh coconuts before collecting our phones. I hesitated, gripping mine for half a second longer than I should have. But I'd agreed to this. No cell service. No distractions. Just Vivien and me.

We followed a small, energetic man through the winding path toward our villa, his voice animated as he rambled about the island's history, the wildlife, the breathtaking sunsets. I should have been listening, should have at least pretended to be interested. 0.00%

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hand was on me

lower

and I

wasn't going to survive this

man turned to us with a wide

handing him a few bills before he could take another step inside. "Got it,

his face before he

Vivien was leaning against the doorframe,

teacher, aren't you?" I murmured, stepping

bit her lip, tilting her head as she trailed a finger down my chest. "Well...

sharply. A

got too far. Every time my body wanted her, but my head

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