7. Chapter 7

Chapter 7

~ Addi ~

I stuck my key card between my teeth as I pulled my blonde hair up and into a high ponytail before leaving the boat. We had just docked in Nassau a few hours ago and after being on the boat all of yesterday, keeping my distance from someone, I needed to leave. Which meant I spent a lot of time in my room, which was stupid, of course.

Anyway, when looking over the destinations that we were stopping at, I had to book some excursions, and I had no doubt that the man who was already destroying my vacation wouldn't book the same things I did. I felt super safe that I wouldn't have to see him at all today.

With that, I took a deep breath and smiled to myself. Let's go enjoy this beautiful island.

I swiped my card and walked down the gangway, looking at the turquoise water surrounding the boat and gushed, easily snapping a photo of it. Even our beaches back home didn't touch water like this.

With a grin, I walked over to the man holding a sign for my excursion and then groaned as someone walked up next to me.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I mumbled under my breath, not even bothering to look at him.

"Excuse me. I had this booked for months."

"So did I." I wanted to roll my eyes and stomp my foot, but I knew that wasn't very mature and the last thing I needed was to give this man any more ammunition against me. "Do you see any other's joining us?" I glanced around, hoping and praying that someone else would come.

Sure, it was an obscene hour that we were leaving to go swimming with harmless sharks, but I would still think someone else would be here. Because there was no way in hell I was getting in the water with this man since we had to do things in pairs.

"Let's go," the guide said, and mentally I whined.

It's okay, I could do this. I would not let this man take this great experience for me. I would hurt him before letting that happen.

With that thought, I squared my shoulders and followed the man, ignoring James for all he was worth. Honestly, I had to start learning how to do this now because in a few months, when the court proceedings started, I was going to have to fight my body's urge to think of him. So, better now than later.

Later I could lose a lot more than I could right now.

"What has you so deep in thought?" James questioned as we climbed into the little car that was taking us to the pier where the sharks were.

"You, actually."

"I do tend to have that effect on women."

I turned and stared at him, my jaw almost dropping.

How the hell did he say he wasn't a womanizer when he flew out comments like that?

"It's not a good thing, I'm thinking about."

"I get that a lot, as well."

"Oh my god, you are insufferable! Look, I don't need to deal with your ego while I'm enjoying my time with the sharks."

"Look, Princess," my eyes narrowed at that endearment. "Your happy ass could have turned around and gone right back on the boat."

"Your fucking right. I also have a knife on me and I'm not afraid to cut you before we get to the damn sharks to make sure they come and bite your lame ass. Maybe they would teach you a lesson." I crossed my arms, and glared at him for a moment, before turning to look out the window, content to ignore him.

The fucking nerve of this guy!

After two and a half hours of having the sharks swim around us, of being able to pet them, and thanking God that we didn't get bit, we wrapped up the adventure. Much to dismay, I wasn't allowed to draw his blood, but I wanted to.

In truth, though, I couldn't torture the poor sharks that way. I would feel too bad for them if they bit him and then had to spit him out for tasting like crap.

I laughed to myself as I walked back down the pier after having been dropped off, looking for my next adventure. This one, I was certain, he wouldn't go on.

I mean, why would he want to do a rum tour? I would think that would be beneath him. Me, on the other hand, rum was my favorite drink, so give me all the freebies this tour included.

"Didn't shower either?"

You have got to be kidding me!

I turned around and glared at him, again. No way was I going to be this unlucky and get stuck with him twice!

"Did you somehow manage to steal my portfolio or something so that you see where the hell I was going just so you could kill my joy?"

"No matter how heartless you think I am, Addi, that was not my goal. Trust me, listening to your snide comments and dealing with your bitchy attitude is not something I was looking forward to, either."

"Bitchy attitude? You know what, James?" But before I could finish that statement, the next guide came and started talking about the history and the rum it was known for. I tried my damn best to get the little tirade out of my head and not worry about him.

At least for this go around, there were more people. Nothing like shooting shots of rum at two in the afternoon.

Okay, really, this could turn out just great. I mean, it's a gorgeous beach, I'm learning something, and I get to drink.

Fuck James.

Yeah, wish I could have sworn by that statement for the rest of the afternoon. All the damn time, he poked, and prodded, pushing me to my limits. And there were plenty of times I would have loved to have shoved him overboard.

What the hell gives?

What did I ever do to him to get that type of reaction?

Okay, sure, I might have said a few things yesterday or whatever, and been a bitch to him this morning, but it was only because of his own actions and ways he kept pushing me. You know what? I was done. I couldn't even enjoy all the rum because his words and deeds were just over the top.

"Addi," he called, and I turned around, poking my finger in his chest.

"Leave me alone, I'm so pissed at you, James. I wish I could have stuffed you in that barrel of rum and let you drown in the alcohol you seemed to dislike every chance you got! You ruined that for me. Please, let me fucking dine in peace while you go crawl somewhere else to eat!"