Chapter 36 I Like Her

The conversation was pleasant, although Isabella did not want to give Máximo many details of her life, he understood perfectly that the young woman had gone through quite a few difficulties.

After several hours and several glasses of wine, Isabella fell asleep soundly on the lounger.

Máximo looked at him for a long time, thoughtful and felt sorry for her, Isabella was a girl, beautiful, sweet, and innocent, a combination that he had never met and perhaps that was what attracted him to her.

Right there, he noticed.

Maximo's mind went on alert, all his muscles tensed, and a ridiculous question approached his mind, was he attracted to Isabella? He looked back at the young woman who was sighing in her sleep.

"I like her," he finally admitted in his mind, unable to believe it himself, but that didn't mean the situation could change, because a simple attraction wouldn't separate him from his purpose.

Maximo took Isabella in his arms, like a little girl, and led her back to the house, the young woman's warm breathing, with that sweet aroma of wine, activated every sense of Maximo, who was now more aware of what he felt.

He gently slid her onto the huge bed, carefully removed her sandals, and wrapped her gently. Then, he took a long shower and lay down next to him.

The next morning, Isabella woke up with a bit of a headache, thanks to the glasses of wine. She looked around, stunned, because she did not recognize where she was, which scared her a little, making her sit abruptly on the bed.

After taking a moment, as his brain woke up, he remembered that he was on his honeymoon, although he did not remember when he had returned to the room.

She turned to one side and noticed Maximo, peacefully asleep at the other end of the bed, "Shall we sleep together?", she checked herself, she was wearing the same dress she had worn for dinner and noticed that between Maximo and her, there was a barricade of pillows.

"Then, nothing happened," Isabella breathed a sigh of relief. Máximo had to bring her while he slept, lying down and as he promised, he did nothing without her approval, her spouse had behaved like a gentleman, and she was grateful for that.

He even had the detail of arranging those pillows between the two of them, perhaps so as not to make her uncomfortable, but wouldn't it have been easier to sleep in separate rooms, Isabella wondered.

"No, this is not a fake marriage, it's real and at some point, 'it' will have to happen...", the girl weighed in, feeling the colors rise to her cheeks.

Isabella lay down on the bed again, she dropped on her side leaning on one arm, being very careful not to wake Maximo.

There Isabella stared at Maximo's face while he slept, he was facing him, calm, relaxed, without that wrinkled frown that he always carried, although lately he seemed more pleasant.

The young woman was enthralled detailing his features, his thick eyebrows, the outlined nose, the wide jaw, well-defined lips, it was a pity that he had his eyes closed.

Because, although Maximo's gaze had always seemed intimidating to Isabella, now that he looked at her kindlier, her green eyes became more beautiful and intriguing.

Isabella sighed thoughtfully, Maximo was an attractive man, very attractive, more than attractive, she had never seen a man as handsome as him, never in her life.

And just at that moment, Máximo opened his eyes suddenly, staring at her.

Isabella threw herself back in shock, almost fell off the bed, if it weren't for the fact that Máximo lifted half of her body, stretched out his hand to take her by one arm and pulled her tightly against his chest, and then hugged her.

"Are you okay?" He asked Isabella, as he continued to hold her in his arms.

"I... I thought you were asleep, I'm sorry. She nodded, feeling confused and still scared.

"No, I'm sorry, I scared you..." It was my fault; I knew you were watching me, and I liked feeling how you detailed me. He murmured, bringing his face close to Isabella's, while she turned red with embarrassment.

Still nervous, Isabella put her hands on Maximo's chest, to separate, he understood the message and let go.

Maximo understood very well that he would not get anything from Isabella under pressure, on the contrary, he had to earn her trust and that was precisely what he was going to do.

"Well... What do you want to do today?" He asked as he got out of bed.

"What?"

"We have fifteen days in this paradise, well now it's fourteen..."

She said as she turned the bed over, to face Isabella, as if she were parading.

Máximo was wearing a thin white cotton flannel that fitted his muscles and gray shorts, which fell from his waist and seemed to be supported only by his butt.

A fairly comfortable set to sleep in, although for him, it would have been better to lie down naked, nevertheless, he had to be prudent with his spouse.

“We should take advantage of the moment, how about we go swimming on the beach? Maximo suggested, staring at her while Isabella tried to look away.

"I... I don't know how to swim..." She muttered embarrassedly, lowering her head.

Máximo already knew it; She remembered it from the cruise when she fell into the pool and was rescued by her cousin. However, Isabella's lack of skills in the water could be an opportunity for him on this journey.

"No problem..." He approached her with a faint smile, sat down next to her and took her hand. "I'll teach you."

- What?! No, don't worry, I don't want to bother you... If you want, you can go swimming and I'll accompany you to the shore..." Isabella tried to excuse herself, visibly uncomfortable.

“It doesn't bother me at all. Máximo shrugged his shoulders and looked at her with determination. “I'm not a professional, but I'm good at teaching. It is useful to know how to swim; In exceptional situations, it can make the difference between life and death.

Isabella thought about it for a moment. I had never seen the need to learn to swim, since I had not been to beaches or swimming pools for a long time. However, she remembered the terror she felt on the cruise ship when she thought she might drown after her fall into the pool, and how Aiden saved her.

"Come on..." Máximo insisted, taking her out of his thoughts. "We have nothing else to do. I'll be very careful, I promise. He raised a hand in promise. “We will start in the pool and, when you feel safer, we can practice in the sea.

"Is there a swimming pool here?" She asked, surprised.

“Yes, of course, there are two. So, what do you say?

"Well, I..." she muttered, thoughtfully.

"It's decided!" I'm going to order breakfast while you get ready. After a walk along the beach, we will start with the first lesson. Maximo left the room suddenly, leaving Isabella perplexed, without giving her time to make more excuses.

It could be fun, it was a good way to entertain himself, was what Máximo thought, but he had to be very careful in a situation like that, together in the pool, he would have a lot of contact with her and that upset him.

He had already had to put up a barricade of pillows the night before, because he was afraid of unconsciously sticking to it and doing something he shouldn't.

Maximo was finding it increasingly difficult to control himself with Isabella.

Isabella came down a little nervous, she had showered and put on a nice and colorful beach dress, it was short, but not as low-cut as the rest.

After breakfast, she and Máximo walked together along the shore of the beach, talking a little about the sea and how beautiful the island was, banal topics.

Upon returning to the house, Máximo took Isabella to the other side of the property, where there was indeed one of the two pools.

“ Do you have to change? I can wait for you. He asked, seeing that she was looking at the water with some fear and was still dressed.

“ No, I bring my bathing suit under the dress. She clarified.

“ Oh well, you can take it off. - Máximo suggested while he took off the jumpsuit he was wearing in a bathing suit, this time he wore one in the form of shorts, completely tight.

“ Could I stay like this? She asked, blushing.

“ What?

“ This is a beach dress; I could go into the water with the dress..." Isabella tried to explain.

Máximo approached her, speaking very seriously.

“ The truth is, it would be very uncomfortable to be able to show you, the ideal is that you wear a bathing suit... “Máximo clarified. Isabella lowered her face, disappointed. Máximo took Isabella's chin to lift his face, staring into her eyes. - You are a very beautiful woman; you have nothing to be ashamed of... Trust me.

"Do you have to change?" I can wait for you. He asked, noticing that she was looking at the water with some fear as she was still dressed.

- No, I have my bathing suit under my dress. She clarified.

"Oh, well, you can take it off. - Máximo suggested while he took off his overalls, remaining in a swimsuit type shorts, tight to the body.

"Could I stay like this?" She asked, blushing.

"What?"

"This is a beach dress; I could go into the water with it..." Isabella tried to explain.

Maximo approached her with a serious expression.

- To be honest, it would be very uncomfortable to teach you. Ideally, you should wear a suitable bathing suit... “Máximo clarified. Isabella looked down, disappointed.

Maximo lifted Isabella's chin gently, forcing her to look him in the eye.

- You are a very beautiful woman; you have nothing to be ashamed of... Trust me.

Isabella nodded, her heart racing, and took a couple of steps back, to go to one of the loungers. With her little red face and her back to Maximo, she took her dress and lifted it, pulling it off her head.

From a distance, Máximo watched her and as the fabric of the dress went up, his eyes widened, surprised by what was revealed to him.

Isabella had hidden it very well, she had a beautiful body, perfectly proportioned curves, not that she had exaggerated attributes, she was the perfect size, complemented by a white and smooth skin.

Máximo swallowed thick because, in addition, Isabella was wearing a tiny bathing suit, which left Máximo in a rather complicated situation.