*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---I bit my lower lip to keep myself from grinning so wide as I turn my back on him, and I laid down on my right side. I just don't want to see his face right now or else I would die out laughing. It's just priceless. Oh, yes, I could be so bad for ignoring him and his hungry stomach, but I just want to know if how bold he could be. Let's see if would he really ask me for just a drop of water or anything edible. It's his fault that I can't be nice to him right now. If he just agreed for us to go to the island, and he has helped me row this raft, I could have given him some protein bar. But, I'll just wait if he will approach me to ask for some. And, if not... Hmm. I don't know. Also, maybe his chopper would come because he could have given instructions to his pilot t

*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---I hastily opened my eyes as I have heard someone grunted, and I noticed that it is morning already. Then, I turned to my right and saw the man who is making small movements in his sleep while moaning something I can't discern. Is he dreaming? Nightmare? Now, I wish someone would kick his ass in his dream.And, I snapped my head to him as I hear him utter my name, more like the name he calls me before."Mmm, Maia, mmmawakenow. Nnaikissyou?" He mumbled in his sleep that just made my eyebrows meet in wonder. What the hell? Is he dreaming about me? Ooh, he gotta be... I'm really gonna get rid of him anytime soon.

*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---I let out a loud laugh as my PA shows me a middle finger in response to my remarks about her outfit and her badass deadly weapons. Damn, she's so hot and dangerous, at the same time.Then, she continued walking on the shore while kept on taking glances at the woods near her. Well, I just have one word to describe her. She is extraordinary. Yep, that's all. Like, who could be bringing a freaking sword, chainsaw, an unusual water converting device, solar shits, lots of knives, and some freaking bow and arrows, and what else more does she has in her deadly baggage in a freaking business trip? No one, right? That would only be her because she is weird as fuck. But, that weirdo saved my life. And, she

*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---The smile on my face grew wider as I noticed that the glorious brownie's back is on me, while my right hand is on her waist. I just woke up in the morning, and this magnificent view greeted me. Well, even if it's just her back is all I could see, I am hella sure that it is Maia. Oh, it must be another dream of her. A sweet dream. And, I wonder if why do I have been dreaming about her lately. Does this mean something?Then, I got this urge in me to sniff her hair, and her scent really gives me this strange feeling in my system. It's weird. Well, she is weird, indeed, and she is making me feel weird even in dreams.And, as

*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---I closed my eyes as our lips are about to touch when I have pulled her body close to mine, and I am so sure that I can finally have a taste of her kiss that I have been dreaming of. But suddenly, I felt a hand covered my mouth that made me hastily open my eyes, and her lovely but fierce green eyes greeted my blue ones.Then, a smirk slowly crept on her gorgeous face. And in just a blink, I felt like the world turned upside down as my back touch the ground, right after she has swept my right leg while pushing my upper body down. And, she has twisted my left wrist that made me cry in pain. Damn this woman! I didn't see that coming.