CHAPTER 28: CHAPTER 28: WHO WANTS TO HAVE YOUR BABY?

Renee Winslow eventually didn’t wear the pink and white bikini; she felt awkward, and Jack Yates didn’t allow it either.

She wore a blue swimsuit dress that just reached above the knees.

Jack Yates sat in front, the driver rope wrapped around his wrist, gripping the motorboat’s handle, while Renee Winslow hugged his waist from behind.

"Hold on tight," Jack Yates reminded her.

Renee Winslow pressed her face against his firm, muscled back, holding him tightly, urging, "Stop dawdling, get moving!"

Jack Yates chuckled faintly, and with his slender index finger pressed the red button on the left. Three seconds later, he lifted his finger, and then the throttle roared away, the black motorboat surged over the sea like a black swordfish, leaving a huge wave behind.

"Ah!" Renee Winslow screamed, both excited and scared, tightly holding onto Jack Yates.

Jack Yates held the handle with one hand and reached back with the other to pat her head, "Save your energy; keep the screams for tonight."

Renee Winslow opened her mouth and bit his back, threatening him, "If you talk nonsense again, I’ll push you into the sea to feed the sharks!"

Jack Yates laughed with a deep voice, both hands on the motorboat handle, suddenly tilted to the left.

Renee Winslow toppled to the left with him, screaming in fright, "Ah!"

She was really terrified, her heart pounding rapidly, almost having a heart attack.

"Jack Yates, you scared me to death!"

Jack Yates: "Dare to push me into the sea now?"

Renee Winslow yielded instantly, replying weakly, "I don’t dare anymore."

Jack Yates: "Then give me a kiss."

Renee Winslow looked at his beautifully muscled back, pouting her lips, then kissed it with a smack.

Jack Yates smiled lightly, "Kiss the face."

Renee Winslow: "How am I supposed to kiss your face when I’m behind you?"

Jack Yates: "Stand up and hug my neck."

Renee Winslow rolled her face against his back, speaking in a soft voice, "No, I’m afraid I’ll fall into the sea."

Jack Yates slowed down, reached back with his left hand to support her shoulder, "Be good, lay on my back, and slowly stand up."

Under his guidance, Renee Winslow lay on his back and slowly straightened, wrapping both hands around his neck, just about to kiss his face. Then Jack Yates hooked her waist with one hand and suddenly pulled her to the front, enclosing her tightly in his arms.

"Ah!" Renee Winslow was startled again and began to grab and smack him, "Jack Yates, are you nuts? Why are you so bad, always scaring me!"

Jack Yates held the handle with one hand, hugged her with the other, and kissed her to silence her chatter.

Renee Winslow pushed against his shoulder, turning her head, hitting him on the shoulder, "Drive properly, don’t show off, what if we really fall into the sea?"

Jack Yates laughed, "What’s the use of riding a motorboat if you don’t show off?"

Renee Winslow: "But suddenly tilting sideways and pulling me from behind to the front is very dangerous behavior."

Watching her serious expression, Jack Yates found her especially sweet, cute enough to break rules; his heart tingled, and he couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth.

He laughed, saying, "Since you’re scared, why not go back to the cabin and sleep?"

Renee Winslow: "..."

Jack Yates stopped teasing, held the handle with both hands, looked down at her, "Lean close to me."

Renee Winslow leaned sideways against his chest, still holding onto his slim waist.

Jack Yates drove at a steady pace, advancing slowly on the vast sea.

The golden sunset shone on the sea surface, making the waves shimmer.

Sea breezes carried a faintly cool, salty scent.

Renee Winslow nestled in Jack Yates’ arms, contentedly squinting her eyes, when suddenly a dolphin jumped out of the sea right before her, very close.

The dolphin appeared quickly and then vanished back into the sea.

Renee Winslow was stunned for a moment, then excitedly grabbed Jack Yates, shouting, "Jack Yates, Jack Yates, did you see it, a dolphin, the dolphin jumped out!"

Jack Yates felt tickled at his waist from her grab, his throat rolled, and he said in a deep voice, "Yeah, I saw."

Renee Winslow was thrilled, "This is my first time seeing dolphins up close, and wild ones at that, just emerging from the sea so lively."

Jack Yates looked down at her, kissed her forehead, speaking indulgently, "Once I finish work in a week, I’ll take you on vacation, let you live by the sea and watch dolphins every day."

Renee Winslow blinked, "Will that interrupt your work?"

Jack Yates laughed, "I’m the boss; I don’t need to work. I just need to direct others. Even away, I can remotely oversee my staff."

Renee Winslow quickly smiled and then tried to hide it, "Oh, I nearly forgot you’re the big boss."

Jack Yates turned the boat around, heading back.

Renee Winslow leaned against him, looking up at his stern chin, sharp jawline, prominent Adam’s apple, and as she watched, she couldn’t help but stick close.

Jack Yates’ Adam’s apple moved, he lowered his head, meeting her watery eyes, and then abruptly accelerated, speeding across the sea.

Renee Winslow backed away, hugging him tightly, "Slow down."

Jack Yates remained silent, but sped up even more.

If it weren’t for the daylight, he’d find a reef and land right away to act on impulse.

Imagining that scene made his breathing heavy.

The motorboat docked, Jack Yates lifted Renee Winslow swiftly onto the yacht, heading straight to the luxury suite elevator.

Inside the elevator, Jack Yates kicked against the elevator wall, holding her on his leg and bending down to kiss her.

Renee Winslow pushed him, "No, don’t kiss here; there are cameras."

Jack Yates backed off, gazing deeply at her, "Don’t worry, this yacht is mine."

Renee Winslow: "..."

After dark, the yacht sailed smoothly across the sea.

This wide top deck was not open to the public tonight, just Jack Yates and Renee Winslow.

The deck was covered in thick rose petals, with a luxurious French dinner set on the table, and piano music playing from the speakers.

Jack Yates didn’t have live piano performance because he preferred not being disturbed.

Renee Winslow sat across from Jack Yates, picked up a wine glass, and pretending to be mature—though clumsily—she swirled it, catching sight of Jack Yates’ amused expression, which made her blush, placing the glass heavily back down, and turning her head to the sea.

Jack Yates raised his glass toward her, "Happy Valentine’s Day."

Renee Winslow picked up her glass quickly, glancing at him, "Happy Valentine’s Day."

Jack Yates sliced a piece of foie gras, feeding it to her.

Renee Winslow turned to avoid it, "Eat yours, I know how to eat myself."

Jack Yates firmly insisted, "Be good, open your mouth."

Renee Winslow reluctantly accepted his feeding, watching as he sliced a piece of steak her way, she simply put her utensils down, opening her mouth directly.

Jack Yates thoroughly enjoyed feeding her, occasionally wiping her mouth with a napkin.

Renee Winslow observed his fatherly demeanor, sincerely suggesting, "I think you should get married and have a kid."

Jack Yates: "Are you twenty yet?"

Renee Winslow: "No, I’m not even nineteen. I just turned eighteen two months ago."

Jack Yates raised his eyebrow: "You’re not at the legal age for marriage, how can you have a kid for me?"

Renee Winslow: "..."

She blushed and lightly slapped the table, "No, who—who said I’d have a kid for you?"