Chapter 14
A New Chapter
When we got back to Grenada, we went directly to his villa. Maverick helped me carry my luggage. As soon as we reached his villa and dropped our things on the floor, Maverick held my face and kissed me tenderly on the lips.
“What we had in Colorado was just starters,” he whispered in my ear. “This is the main course. I’ve wanted to do this to you for so long.”
He was a great kisser, and the tender kisses turned passionate in no time. He pushed me against the wall and started kissing my face. Then my neck. I gasped. He grabbed my breasts with his firm hands, then my buttocks, and then my thighs. He pulled my panties down and started rubbing my pussy with his fingers. He was very skilled, as I found myself wet in no time. I placed my hands on his hair. I was immobilized with pleasure.
He carried me to the bedroom and gently lowered me to the bed. “Harper, I want to make you happy.”
He slowly undressed me and went down on me. His nimble fingers pleasured me until I moaned with pleasure. After that, he mounted me slowly. He kissed my face and my lips with so much tenderness as he thrust into me. His gaze was intense, holding my hands as he came inside of me.
***
Maverick and I had developed a routine. We would wake up next to each other and make love in the morning. Then he would make breakfast. After breakfast, we would go on lengthy excursions around the island. At night, we would work at the bar until 1 a.m. I helped serve drinks at The Flamingo and helped cook meals when the kitchen needed me. On the weekends, we would rent his friend’s yacht and visit the neighboring islands.
I contacted my recruiter and renewed my contract for three months. Maverick didn’t want me to commit to a longer contract; he wanted me to spend more time enjoying myself and with him.
It was on a Wednesday afternoon that I felt ready to share one of my deepest pains with him. We were walking along the beachfront on his property. The sun was setting, turning the sky into orange. A light breeze greeted us as we walked hand in hand along the beach.
“It’s my mom’s death anniversary today,” I revealed.
“I thought your mother was still alive?” Maverick seemed surprised. “When you talk about her, it seemed as if she’s still in Chicago.”
“I know. It’s been almost two years. I can’t believe she’s gone.”
Maverick leaned and kissed my forehead. I tried not to cry, but tears came streaming down my face. “It’s okay, Harper. Just cry. Don’t hold back.”
“I’m a bad daughter, Maverick. I’m the worst daughter ever.” I started sobbing then.
He hugged me, and I cried on his chest. I felt so ashamed of myself. “I was always busy at work. She called one day, saying she wasn’t feeling well. I told her to go to see a doctor, but she didn’t go right away. I thought she was okay. But a few days later, I got a call from the hospital. She had died of complications of pneumonia.”
Maverick held my face. “It’s okay, Harper. You didn’t know.”
“It’s not that I didn’t care. I was too busy running my restaurant. I thought she was okay but she wasn’t. She died alone.” Tears blurred my vision.
In his soothing and calming voice, Maverick said, “Don’t hold on to the guilt. Your mom wanted you to live your life. You didn’t know. There’s no way you could have known what happened.”
“I know you will think I”m silly,”—I wiped away my tears—“but I kept her phone. It was among one of her belongings that I held on to. I still pay for her phone bill so I can call her. I leave her voice messages, pretending to talk to her, but it all goes to voicemail. It’s a way for me, in a way, to not feel so guilty for being too busy for her. I pretend she’s still alive. I pretend I have time for her. I pretend to call her. But I wasn’t a good daughter. I missed some holidays. And I never thought how lonely she”d been, especially on the day she died. No one was there. She died alone. I wasn’t there. The restaurant became my obsession and even the restaurant and my partnership with Benoit, it all amounted to nothing in the end.” She knew she was rambling, but she couldn’t stop herself.
“Don’t be too hard on yourself. Your mom knows that you love her.”
We walked back to the villa, still holding hands. I felt like a weight had been lifted. I had never told anyone about my secret. That night, I slept soundly for the first time.
***
Maverick made sure that my last day before my next charter was extra special. He didn’t go to work in The Flamingo. We just stayed in the villa, swimming on the beach, and sunning ourselves. Maverick had a special dinner planned just for me. He led me to the other part of his property, where his contractor had recently finished building four new private villas. There was a bigger pool there and an area for what looked like a bar and a restaurant. It wasn’t fully furnished yet, but the structure was there.
I was surprised to see Viktor and one other staff member from The Flamingo. They had set a table for two.
Viktor greeted me and said, “Enjoy your evening, Ma’am,” as he served me fresh pasta. The other staff served me salad and poured the wine for us. Viktor disappeared in the back, and when he came back, he had freshly baked pizza.
“You really did make good on your promise. You had a pizza oven built?”
Maverick nodded.
“All that in two weeks?”
“Not really. I’ve always wanted a bar and a restaurant on this property, but not a pizza oven. But then, when I tasted Rocco’s pizza, I realized that a pizza oven would fit this area. You know, just casual but slightly elevated dining,” Maverick explained.
I inspected the crust, and it was perfect. The pizza tasted amazing and like Rocco’s pizza.
“How is this possible?” I asked Maverick.
Maverick’s eyes twinkled. “When I had the pizza, I just had to ask for the recipe. So, I asked Lisa to do me a favor. Then I paid Rocco to teach Viktor how to make pizza the Rocco’s way. He also gave me detailed instructions on how to make a good pizza oven. The power of technology and connections.”
“Can I see the pizza oven?”
“Of course.”
We went to the kitchen, and although it wasn’t built completely yet, the dome pizza brick oven was already finished.
“Oh my God! This is amazing.”
We went back to our table. It was then that I noticed Maverick fidgeting.
“Harper, if you want, I want you to be my new partner in running the restaurant here. It’s going to be open to the public eventually, but we’re going to be serving the tourists, our guests, and the locals. In no particular order.”
I was pleasantly surprised. “Of course! Are you kidding me? I would love to!” I jumped up and hugged Maverick.
I saw Viktor and the other server high-fived.
After our dinner, we thanked our servers for the evening and headed back to the villa, except Maverick wanted us to take a detour to the honeymoon villa.
“Let’s enjoy a bath in the hot tub,” he said.
In the honeymoon suite, Maverick had wine glasses, chilled wine, and chocolates on the table.
“Well, you planned this.” I smiled.
“It’s such a special night. I want you to enjoy it.”
He started the hot tub, and it was bubbling in just a few minutes. We didn’t bring any swimsuit, so we took off our clothes. The water wasn’t too hot, just the right temperature. Maverick handed me a glass of wine, and we sipped in our glasses side by side.
“You’re such a romantic, Maverick. You know how to handle the details.”
“That’s what I do. My mom called me maverick for a reason.”
I leaned closer to him. “You’ve done so much for me. I don’t know how I can ever repay you.”
“All I need, Harper, is your love.”
He leaned to me for a kiss. His kisses were slow, tender, and sweet. We kissed this way for a while until I took his hand, and we emerged from the hot tub. We toweled ourselves dry, and I led him to the lovemaking chaise lounge. It didn’t take Maverick long to get hard as I was stroking his member. As soon as he was hard, I sat on top of him. I held his dick so I could stick it inside my pussy. I humped on him cowgirl style. It was my turn to pleasure him, and I absolutely enjoyed it as he leaned back and steadied my buttocks as I moved up and down his shaft. He moaned as he came inside me.
Maverick wasn’t finished with me. He sat up and carried me to the bedroom. It amazed me how fast he became hard again. This time, it was his turn. He laid me on my back and entered me. He seemed to enjoy thrusting into me nice and slow.
“Oh, Harper,” he said as he thrust deeper and deeper into me with such tenderness and love.
We climaxed together. Satiated from our lovemaking, we collapsed into each other’s arms. I rested my head on his chest and fell asleep to the sound of his light breathing.