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Chapter 2: Charming? I think not.
A/N: I would like to specially thank BK for all the reviews. BK has stuck with me through Mother Knows Best and successfully found, read and reviewed the first chapter of the current story. I appreciate all the Reviews so much, and they have been so helpful in framing ideas for my story as well as keeping my inspiration. Please, to all my readers, please, please, review.
Draco smirked when he heard Alcina moan. But all too quickly her moan turned to a hiss and he felt a sharp icy pain on his left cheek as her hand connected with it.
“Leave me alone.” She hissed at him and bounced back to her own chair as though if she didn’t he would retaliate. He would never hurt her, no matter what she did; at least he would never intentionally hurt her. He said nothing, refusing to allow himself to touch his throbbing cheek and turned away from her.
“I’m going to get a drink, want anything my dear?”
“It’s ten in the morning, so no thanks I’m good.” Alcina retorted looking at him with her pale blue eyes.
“Not, that kind of drink Alcina.”
“Fine, if you insist, I’ll have an orange juice. Thank you.” He nodded and went to retrieve their drinks and Alcina turned and opened her book.
She enjoyed having a private beach as one of the many services the honeymoon suite provided at their resort. Hawaii was beautiful, and she was enjoying the fresh sea air, the warm sun, the tropical fruit drinks, and seeing all its beauty in a peaceful quiet setting. The peace also gave her time to read her novel, an inspiration for the one she wanted to start writing. She was married to Draco, and she was starting to like him, he had proved to not be the arrogant arse he was in school. She did not want him to know that however. Being married also gave Alcina a freedom she enjoyed, freedom to do things she enjoyed, the things the prison of her mother’s expectations forbid her from doing. A year ago, had Belinda caught Alcina with a muggle book and found out her dream to become a novelist, she would have crushed those dreams like a bug.
“Alcina, I have returned with your juice.” Draco said as he approached, and saw that as his beautiful wife closed the mammoth book she was hauling around, that she cracked a small smile.
“Thank you, Draco.” He placed the drink on the table by her beach chair and froze as she willingly addressed him by his given name.
“You think your charming, don’t you?”
“I try to be. I’ve been told I’m successful most of the time.”
“Not with me you’re not.”
“No, I know, you are the only one who seems immune to me. It’s refreshing.” Draco sat down as he spoke the honest to Merlin truth.
“Draco?” Alcina muttered quietly.
“Snapping at you earlier, and behaving inappropriately as your wife.”
“Think nothing of it.” Alcina took a small sip of the orange juice and smiled.
“I’m still sorry.”
“It’s alright Alcina, arranged marriages are hard, and I know I’m not your favorite person.”
“I like you Draco. I’ll be honest with you, I didn’t before, but during the wedding, you treated me with respect, and kindly, and you are not trying to make me like you or command me to be your perfect wife. That fact alone really made me like you.” Draco could not express the amount of joy he felt as she said those three simple words.
“I like you Alcina. I always have, and I always will. I’m glad you married me.”
“Let’s go Swimming.” She replied and grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the chair running towards the warm ocean.
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