Take My Breath Away

'Just tell them I won? But I did win! Say what you want.' Trying his hardest to maintain a calm face, he teased, "You trying to take advantage of me?"

"What?" Debbie was confused. 'Okay, what's going on? I said he won.'

Carlos smiled and didn't explain. "So...what do you want, now that you've won?" 'I must be getting soft. I'm never that nice, ' he thought. '

He's so good to me.' Debbie smiled proudly and beckoned him over. Carlos carefully guided his motorboat closer. She originally wanted to blow a kiss to him.

But seeing Carlos' warm response, she felt her blood boiling. She jumped up from her motorboat and raced over to him. But she couldn't clear the distance, and slipped.

She was about to fall into the water when Carlos reached out to grab a hold of her. Unfortunately, both of them fell into the water.

They held each other tightly and began to kiss. The kiss was so passionate, so lingering, and so sweet. She could feel his erection, and he pressed it against her.

After what seemed like an eternity, Debbie came back to shore. Her clothes were dripping wet, and she looked like a drowned rat. Carlos let her go, so she could be first. Niles shouted loudly, "Pepper Nian, you're awesome! You beat Carlos!" No one ever beat Carlos, so this was truly a first.

Debbie curled her swollen lips and flashed a smug smile. "Thanks for the compliment."

When she spoke, Carlos' motorboat roared in behind her, and he cut the power, drifting to the dock. He secured the mooring lines for both motorboats, so they wouldn't drift off and be lost in the endless ocean.

They could see that Carlos was practically glowing, thanks to his good mood. His normally cold face now bore a faint smile.

They looked at each other and exchanged a knowing smile.

Stephanie finally got there. She was on the brink of a meltdown because Kinsley kept on flirting with her and pestering her. With a gloomy expression, she said, "Can we go now?"

Carlos, however, simply answered, "I've made arrangements. I don't need to work for at least a couple days."

Everyone knew that Carlos was insanely busy, and time was money to him.

'He's normally busy. Is he staying here because of Debbie?' Stephanie thought.

Her face became even grimmer. She took a deep breath and cast a murderous glance at Debbie, who was tying a towel around her wet hair.

Meeting Stephanie's eyes, Debbie gave her a broad smile and provoked her by saying, "Your fiance said 'whatever I want.'"

Stephanie was taken aback and blurted out, "Is there something going on between you two I should know about?"

The people around them rolled their eyes at her words. 'Of course there is. They used to be a couple. They used to be in love.

The only reason you're with him is that you lied.' They all had the same thoughts. Not in so many words, but the same thoughts nonetheless.

Carlos cast a reproachful glance at Stephanie and said in a cold voice, "I lost the bet."

Stephanie didn't know what to say. He did lose, so he was at Debbie's disposal. But that didn't mean they could flirt with each other. Stephanie was his fiancee. She felt something was not right.

Niles chuckled and lowered his head. 'Carlos lost? No way. He let her win.'

Now that Carlos was not willing to leave, Stephanie had no other choice but to go back to the hotel room. Before leaving, she warned Kinsley, "Stop following me!"

Kinsley shrugged helplessly. He looked at Debbie with a raised eyebrow and placed one arm on her shoulder. "You owe me one."

"Kinsley Feng!" Carlos' cold voice came from behind them.

Although his tone was flat, Kinsley felt a cold shiver run down his spine. He tried to figure out why Carlos was mad. Was it the fact that he ran interference for Debbie, or that he was so close to her now?

He immediately withdrew his arm and tried to smile. "Hey, let's hit the bar. I'm buying."

"Keep doing it," Carlos said simply.

"What?" Kinsley was confused. 'Doing what?'

Carlos didn't respond. He waded ashore and lay down in the deck chair.

Ivan patted Kinsley's shoulder and explained, "I think he means Stephanie."

Kinsley's jaw dropped. He turned to look at Debbie and said, "I need some serious cash after you two re-marry. Carlos is good for it."

Walking towards the deck chairs, Debbie rolled her eyes and retorted, "Come on! You're an international superstar. How are you poor? I've got some rich friends you could woo."

Kinsley shook his head. "Why bother? With Carlos' money I'd never want for anything again."

With a cunning smile, Debbie shouted at Carlos, "Hey, I think Kinsley wants to sleep with you— Mmmph..." Kinsley was too late to cover Debbie's mouth. Carlos definitely heard what she said.

Frustrated, Kinsley looked at Debbie and complained, "Seriously? After all I've done for you? Just for that I'm thinking about pushing Stephanie towards Carlos."

Upon hearing Debbie's words, Niles feigned surprise and told Kinsley, "Really? I have the hots for him, too! Ouch!" Wesley came out of nowhere and kicked Niles in the butt.

Afraid that Debbie might mess with him again, Kinsley decided to stay away from her and Carlos. It was almost dusk, so he retired to his hotel room.

The rest of them decided that it was time to return to their rooms as well.

Debbie was going to hang out in her room, but Blair whispered, "I saw Carlos and Stephanie fighting... Well, not quite. She was yelling at him, but he wasn't listening. You should see if he's alone."

"Arguing in public?" Debbie asked in curiosity. 'Didn't they care if anyone saw them?'

"Yes. Stephanie was super jealous. It seemed like everyone thought you and Carlos should be together, but she is his fiancee." Blair giggled when she spoke.

She thought she was the only one having those thoughts, but it turned out she wasn't alone.

What she couldn't understand was why they didn't factor Ivan into the equation. After all, he was her husband.

But Wesley told her that Ivan was trying to help her and Carlos get together.

"I'm going to find Carlos." Debbie left the room and went to the place Blair had described to her. She saw two people standing there. It was Carlos and Stephanie. She couldn't quite hear what they were saying, but they were definitely animated. Or rather, it was Stephanie who was saying something. Carlos just stood there, not even looking at her. She might as well be talking to a rock.

After a while, Stephanie stormed off. Debbie decided the time was now. She walked over to Carlos. "You had a fight?"

"No," he answered curtly. He wouldn't do something that stupid.

"So it was all Stephanie?" she asked again.

Carlos didn't bother to deny it.

Debbie held his arm and asked him, "I'm sorry, old man. Did she make you sad?"