“Don’t worry, Bonnie. I’ll keep it safe because it’s a gift from you.” Ivor looked at the ring, his face brimming with affection. “This is the happiest I’ve been despite receiving countless gifts.” He stared into Bonnie’s eyes affectionately. “I love it, Bonnie.”
The way he stared at her made her blush, making her rosy cheeks look particularly tempting. Ivor stared at her and fell into a daze. Then, he leaned in and cupped her face, asking, “Can I kiss you?” Bonnie blushed even more when she took in his masculine scent. “You can if you want to. Why’d you ask? You’ve never been this polite with me before.”
Ivor was ecstatic. Without a moment’s delay, he lowered his head to kiss her. To his surprise, Bonnie grabbed his collar and kissed him first.
His eyes married, and he kissed her even more intensely. Instead of just kissing, they looked like they were competing to see who could kiss more passionately. The couple kissed for several minutes. When they stopped, Ivor felt like he wanted more.
“Bonnie, you’re just too good to be true.”
Bonnie regained her composure. She said, “Can you please stop being so corny? You’re giving me goosebumps.”
Ivor held her waist and said, “I told you several times already. I can never help myself when I’m around you.” Bonnie pushed him away and said, “All right, time is ticking. Let’s pack up and head back.”
“We’re in no rush. Floyd’s on his way to pick us up. We can take our time packing. He should be there when we return to the hospital, which is perfect.” Ivor smiled, crawled back into the tent, and started packing.
As they cleaned the tent, Bonnie noticed Ivor scratching his back occasionally. She frowned, lifted his shirt, and saw red marks all over his back. “You have a lot of mosquito bites. Do you want me to apply some ointment for you?”
Various hills surrounded Verdant Valley Retreat, which was naturally teeming with mosquitoes or insects. That was why she brought a self-made itch relief cream before she came here. Since the itching was unbearable, Ivor accepted Bonnie’s offer, “All right, thanks.”
He removed his shirt and lay down in the tent. Bonnie took the cream and gently applied it to him. Her fingers were so soft that it reminded him of a cat’s paws. Ivor would feel a tickle on the inside whenever she touched his back, making him want to do unspeakable things to her.
When Bonnie finished applying the cream, she checked to ensure she got all the spots. She said, “All right, you can get up now.”
“Okay,” Ivor replied and stood up in the tent. Suddenly, he started removing his pants.
Immediately after, Bonnie covered her eyes and exclaimed, “Wh-what are you doing?! Are you going to act like a pervert in broad daylight?!”
