Page 54 of Becoming His Muse
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Olani looked around the beautiful city of Punta Cana as it passed them by. When they’d arrived at the airport, and she found out where they were going, she’d been excited. She’d never been to the Dominican Republic before, and she was eager to enjoy the tropical weather and gorgeous beaches. She had her suspicions that they were going somewhere sunny when he’d helped her pack a couple of days before they left.
She sat in the taxi's backseat, eyes focused out of the window and losing herself in the island’s beauty. They would be there for a week, and she didn’t know what Elion had planned for their stay, but she hoped sightseeing would be one of them.
They pulled up into a roundabout, and there was a shop in front of them that appeared to sell many beach items, with four luxury huts on either side, closer to the water. The driver got out, pulling their suitcases from the trunk as the two of them got outof the backseat. She took in the beautiful expanse of the beach while Elion paid the driver.
“This is so pretty,” Olani stated.
“I’m glad you like the view. Wait until you see the hut I reserved. We’re in number four,” he informed her, pointing to the furthest one on the left.
She led the way as he picked up his suitcase, rolling hers behind him. When they got to the front of the hut, which was larger up close than she thought it would have been, Elion gave her the code to the door, and she punched it in. She pushed the door open and stepped inside.
Everything was beautiful and lent to the feel of being on the beach, on an island. It was a modern take on a traditional hut, keeping the ceiling origin and adding newer fixtures and features. The entire area was open, except for the bathroom, and she could see everything where she stood. A king-sized bed to the right when she walked in and a white couch with gray and blue accent pillows to the left. The rug in front of it was a plush gray.
A galley-style table was housed in the kitchen area, big enough for the two of them. It, along with the stools, looked to be handmade. The kitchen was small, but Olani didn’t anticipate that they would do a lot of cooking while they were there.
The patio doors at the opposite end allowed ample sunlight to filter in and a magnificent view of the beach and the ocean. She ventured in that direction, opened the door, and walked out. There was another small table, two lounge chairs, a grill, and a hot tub to the side, just outside the doors.
Arms wrapped around her waist, and she leaned back into Elion’s chest. “This is beautiful.”
“I had hoped you would like it. All the natural elements of the hut are local, and the owners did all the work themselves.”
She placed her hands over his arms. “What’s on the agenda for the day?”
“Some relaxation. Dinner by the water and then a walk on the beach tonight before we kick off the festivities tomorrow.”
“I like the sound of that.”
“Let’s unpack, and then we’ll go find a place to have lunch,” Elion suggested.
Olani was all for that. Their flight had taken off that morning a little after six, and she’d eaten the snacks she’d brought on the plane, but she was ready to put some actual food in her stomach.
They went back inside and unpacked. She hung up the few dresses she had brought, put her shoes in the closet and everything else in a drawer, and put her makeup bag on top of the dresser. Her toiletry bag was taken into the bathroom and placed on one of the shelves in the large shower.
She decided to freshen up before they left, and once she finished, she walked back into the other room.
“Give me a minute, Sweetheart. Then we can go,” Elion stated, walking into the bathroom.
She sat on the end of the bed, pulling her phone from the crossbody purse she was still wearing. She sent Xola a text, letting her know they’d made it. She snapped a picture of her surroundings to show her how beautiful it was.
Elion exited the bathroom, and she placed her phone back into her purse. She took the hand he offered and allowed him to lead her out of the hut. When they arrived, they’d passed several restaurants and shops a little over two blocks away.
As they made the walk, Olani took in more of the serenity of the island. They passed other people, and it didn’t take long before they came upon the unique buildings. Delicious aromas from the various restaurants and stands filled the air.
“Anything in particular you want, baby?” Elion asked.
“Everything just smells so delicious.” She looked around momentarily and saw someone walking away from a stand, and her decision was made. “Can we get chimis?”
“We can get whatever you want, Sweetheart.”
They placed their order at the stand and stepped off to the side while waiting for the food.
“Should we stop in one of the shops and see if we can buy a few things?” she questioned.
“We can. What did you want to buy?”
“Just some fruits and vegetables to make smoothies. There’s a blender at the hut, and maybe get some things to cook for breakfast.”
