Chapter 147: You are mine
Tyrone got them a small private yacht that he himself maneuvered just enough so that their distance away from the island would get them in waters deep enough for fishing. They also brought Draki with them, who did nothing but sleep in a comfortable spot on the yacht.
Raine was sitting on an inclined chair facing the ocean. She was in her usual bikinis while wearing shades over eyes. The weather was actually nice today. It wasn’t as hot as yesterday, but she still bothered with putting on sunblock since Tyrone insisted. He clearly wanted to do it himself, but she denied him the chance, knowing that he might end up not just putting sunblock all over her body. They were out to go fishing, not to make love in the open ocean!
Meanwhile, Tyrone couldn’t help but ogle at Raine’s figure? How could he not, especially when he could visibly see the marks he made on her skin? They glowed against the sunlight like wonders...
"Why are you staring? Are you happy that you littered my skin full of hickeys? Turn around and focus on preparing the fishing rods, okay?" Raine rolled her eyes. She saw how the brute had an ear-to-ear grin while staring at her from head to toe.
"They look magnificent on you, is all. You should have them more often," Tyrone jokingly said as he sat in front of her to set up the fishing poles.
"Are you fond of fishing?" Raine asked while taking off her shades, diverting the topic with a blush on her face.
There was a pause. Tyrone looked at the calm sea before letting out a loud breath, "Spending some time out in nature like this gives you a dose of clean, oxygen-rich air. Being around water like this feels good," he explained. "They say that moving water produces a lot of negative ions that regulate sleep patterns. I’ve always had problems with sleeping, so this kind of ambiance does wonders on my mood most of the time."
"Do tell."
"I do love fishing. I often go fishing whenever I want to clear my head. It’s honestly one of the healthiest habits," Tyrone chuckled. "Whenever I’m battling depression or simply struggling to concentrate, a few hours with a rod in my hand helps me a lot. Somehow, I could reach a flow-like state, that feeling of being in the zone which creates a sense of calm and fulfillment despite everything."