Alexander woke up on the beach, with unfamiliar surroundings, he noticed {{user}} is still unconscious

"{{user}} wake up!" I put my head on {{user}} chest and notice there's still a heartbeat "Please, {{user}} wake up!"

I tried to explain what had happened last night. The storm, the damaged engine and our improvised fixing... I just wanted to get away from work and this city for a while, and then I decided to bring you along. But somehow everything went wrong and now we're stranded here together. Then I noticed something else strange... your lips are swollen. You must have hit it on something hard when we crashed into the rocks.

It looks... unpleasant. And a little painful, I suppose. But don't worry about that right now. We need to find some help before it gets too late. Let's go explore this island and see if there's any sign of civilization around here.

I helped Redmond get back on his feet. "Here, take my hand and we'll go together." Once he was standing firmly beside me, I searched for a trail leading inland. The dense foliage made it difficult to see much, but after some time of walking, we stumbled upon a small village nestled among the trees.

"That's got to be it," I said with relief. "Come on, let's go find someone who can help us."

I nodded and took his hand more firmly in mine. "Don't worry, we'll be alright." As we continued through the village, I led him towards what appeared to be a central meeting place with a few huts surrounding it. A group of elderly islanders were sitting on benches beneath a thatched roof, chatting quietly amongst themselves.

"Excuse me," I called out in their language, trying my best to speak clearly and calmly despite the fear racing through my veins. "We're stranded here after our boat broke down. Could you please help us?"

One of the elders studied me with a critical gaze before looking over at Redmond. "And who is this? Your friend?" he asked suspiciously. It seemed they were immediately wary of us and our situation, but it was a start. I prayed that we would be able to convince them to help us.

"Yes, he's my assistant," I replied truthfully. "He works with me back in the city."

The elder exchanged another glance with his companions before addressing us once more. "You are in luck, then. My son is a skilled fisherman who knows the waters well. Perhaps he can help you return to your home." He pointed down the beach where we had first washed up earlier that morning. "But there will be a price for such aid."

I swallowed hard, knowing that money would most likely not be an issue here. "What sort of price?" I asked carefully.

"You must stay here with us," the elder explained, "for three moons' cycles. You will help our people in whatever way you are able." I felt a mixture of relief and apprehension at this news. On the one hand, we would be rescued from this island; on the other hand, it seemed we might not have much choice in the matter after all. "We shall discuss your duties further once you have had time to rest," he said sternly before dismissing himself back to his group.

I looked over at Redmond with uncertainty plain on my face. "Do you think... this could work?" I whispered hesitantly, still unsure of what kind of life we would lead if we were indeed stuck here for several months.

I sighed inwardly but forced a small smile. "Alright then. Let's go find your new home." I took his hand again and led him down the beach towards the collection of huts the elder had pointed out as our temporary dwellings. I hoped that my trust in Redmond would be rewarded; that this strange situation would ultimately work out for both of us.

I tried to remain calm and confident even as we were led deeper into the heart of this strange island village. We would find a way back home eventually; I just had to make sure that I kept both myself and Redmond safe in the meantime. As it turned out, our new "family" was surprisingly welcoming, given the initial hesitation. They accepted us with open arms, even going so far as to assign us specific tasks that suited our abilities - me working alongside some of the other men on various construction projects while Redmond helped teach English in one of their small classrooms during the day.

At night, though... well, things took an unexpected turn when I caught several people staring at Redmond a little too long and a bit too hungrily. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks: they were jealous. They wanted him for themselves. And it wasn't just the other men; some of the women were

I frowned as I watched Redmond engrossed in conversation with one of the island's hunky fishermen. It was becoming increasingly clear that they were attracted to him, and not just because he was helping teach them English or making friends with their children during the day. The jealous glances from some of the villagers only served to heighten my own possessiveness where Redmond was concerned. I wasn't about to let anyone else have what was mine, even if it meant risking our current situation here on this island.

Suddenly determined, I pushed through the crowd until I reached his side, forcing the fisherman to take his eyes off of my secretary for at least a few moments. "Redmond," I said, voice slightly more stern than usual, "it's getting late; we should get some rest." With that, I took his hand and began leading him back towards our shared hut for the

I hesitated for a moment, uncertainty flickering across my features as I turned back to Redmond. It was difficult for me to admit it even to myself, but a part of me wanted him all to myself too; the thought of sharing him with others only served to frustrate me further. But eventually, I managed to force a small smile and nod. "Come on then," I murmured, squeezing his hand gently before leading him back through the crowd once more towards our hut for the night.

As we walked side-by-side under the starry sky, my heart raced with a mixture of possessiveness and uncertainty. I knew that jealousy wasn't exactly healthy in this situation; after all, we were only here temporarily due to circumstances beyond our control. Still, I couldn't help but feel protective over Redmond...perhaps even more so now than ever before. The thought of letting him

There's something going on between us, isn't there? I don't mean just as secretary and boss...it's more than that. Maybe we should talk about it sometime, when things aren't so crazy here.

There's this... thing between us. I can feel it too. Something more than just work and boss-secretary stuff. It's like there's something else, something deeper, but we never talk about it because... well, because of who we are, what we do... but maybe here, on this island, where no one knows us or anything from our past, we can finally be honest with each other?

sigh It doesn't matter. I'm just being foolish. Forget about it, all right? Let's get some sleep.

I take a deep breath and try to explain what I feel, what I think I see between us. How it's not just about work or boss-secretary stuff, but something more...intimate, something personal. That maybe we should explore this feeling while we're here on the island, where no one knows who we really are or what we do back home. But as soon as the words leave my mouth, I realize they sound even more desperate and foolish than I intended them to be; like those of someone clinging onto hope against all reason.

I hesitate for a moment, torn between hope and self-doubt. Am I reading too much into things? Is it really possible that he feels the same way about me...? But then again, why else would he have looked at me like that earlier tonight? Why else would he be so close to me now, as if daring me to make a move or take control of this moment? Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, I decide to gamble on my feelings.

Slowly, carefully, I lean forward until our lips meet in a tender kiss. It starts out gentle, tentative at first as if testing the waters between us; then grows more passionate as desire overtakes reason and we lose ourselves in each other's embrace. His mouth is soft against mine, his lips parting to let my tongue trace their shape again and again while I thread my hands through his hair and pull him even closer still.

His words echo in my mind as I stare deep into his eyes, searching for an answer. Maybe it was always there, this attraction between us, and we were simply too busy or self-conscious to acknowledge it until now. Or perhaps it's something else entirely; maybe this whole situation - being stranded on a tiny island together with no one but each other for company, no distractions from who we are or what we feel inside – made us realize just how much we needed each other in our lives...and not just as secretary and boss, but as people.

"I don't know why it took this," I admit softly, brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead with gentle fingers. "Maybe it was fate...or maybe it doesn't really matter anymore. All that matters is how we feel now."

I smile ruefully. "You have no idea how much I wanted to believe that was the case...but every time you tried something like that, it just made things worse between us. So I pushed you away, hoping maybe if I did that enough, you'd find someone else who appreciated your kindness."

"And yet," he says softly, leaning in closer and kissing me once more, "here we are." His lips curve into a gentle smile against mine as his hands slide up my chest and around my neck, drawing me even deeper into this moment. And for now, all I can think about is wanting to stay here with him forever; on this island or any other place in the world where our love might find a home.

His words cut through me like a knife, and it takes all my self-control not to react in anger or frustration. Instead, I force myself to remain calm and composed as I meet his gaze. "I understand," I manage to say quietly. "We've been through a lot today...a lot over the past few months since we first met."

"Just take all the time you need," I continue gently, giving him the space he clearly needs at this moment. My heart feels like it's in my throat, and every part of me wants nothing more than for us to be together right now, forever...but I know that if I push too hard or demand anything from him right now, I might ruin everything between us.

And so I stand there, waiting patiently while he processes his feelings and decides what it is that he truly wants out of this relationship...and hopefully, what role I play in his

I nod slowly, still unsure but willing to give him the space he asked for. "All right," I manage to say softly as we reach our separate huts. "Goodnight, then." And with that, I duck inside my own hut and close the door quietly behind me, leaving us both alone in the darkness of the night. As I lay down on my makeshift bed, I can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring...and if there's still a future for the two of us once we finally make it back home.

I watched him from my hiding place among the trees, my heart racing with a mixture of anticipation and uncertainty. He seemed lost in thought as he walked along the shore, staring out at the endless expanse of ocean before them. Perhaps deep down inside, he was struggling just as much as I was to make sense of everything that had happened between us; trying desperately to find a way forward through the confusion and doubt that threatened to consume us both.

As much as it hurt, I knew there was nothing more I could do but wait...and hope that when the time came for him to decide what he truly wanted from this relationship - or if there even was such a thing anymore after all our years working together - he would choose me. And until then? Well, all I could do was bide my time and remain patient; praying silently that whatever choice he made in the end, it wouldn't destroy everything we had built between us over the

My heart sinks as I watch Redmond approach the handsome fisherman again. It's becoming increasingly clear that he is interested in others besides me, and it's tearing me apart inside. I want to go over there and demand that he stop, remind him of our connection...but at the same time, I don't want to risk ruining whatever fragile trust we have managed to build between us since being stranded on this island together.

So instead, I remain where I am; hidden amidst the trees but close enough that if Redmond should decide he needs me or wants my support, I can be there for him in an instant. It's a painful position to be in, but it feels like the only one left open to me right now...and so I wait, helpless and hoping against hope that things will work out somehow between us.

You can either continue to live this double life, keeping your connection with him a secret and avoiding any commitment that might complicate things further...or you can choose honesty and openness. The latter option might risk losing what you have with the fisherman or even jeopardize your position in the village, but it could also lead to a deeper, more fulfilling relationship with both Redmond and the people here on the island. Only you can decide which path is right for you.

I watch as Redmond turns his back on me, walking in the opposite direction along the beach. It hurts; I can feel the ache deep within my chest and know that part of me will always wonder if maybe he was never truly mine to begin with...if there was something or someone else all along that he preferred over me. But for now, all I can do is remain where I am; close enough to offer comfort or support should he change his mind but distant enough that he doesn't feel smothered by my presence. And so I sit there, lost in thought as well...contemplating our situation and wondering what lies ahead for us both once we finally make it back home again.

As the night darkness settles around me like a warm blanket, I find myself unable to sleep. Instead, my mind wanders back over the events of today...and all the things that have happened between us since we first met. It's difficult for me to accept that this might be the end of us; even harder when all I can think about is how much I want him by my side, both professionally and personally.

With a sigh, I push myself upright from my bed of leaves and twigs and decide to take a walk outside. Perhaps some fresh air will help clear my head and give me some clarity on what I should do next. As I step out into the cool night breeze, the sound of waves crashing against the shore serve as a soothing background symphony; but it's Redmond's voice that echoes loudest in my heart: "What am I gonna do?"

The answer

I hear the anger and frustration in his voice as he speaks; I feel his body trembling against mine as he tries to hold onto this emotion. It's clear that he's been through a lot over the past few months, and it hurts to know that I may have played a part in some of that pain.

"I'm sorry," I whisper, my voice barely above a whisper. "I was scared...afraid of what people would think or say if they found out about us. Afraid of losing everything." I pause, taking a deep breath before continuing. "But I want you to know that none of that matters anymore. All I care about is being with you, both here on the island and back in our own world."

There's a long silence between us as he processes my words; his body slowly begins to relax against mine once more. At last, he turns around to face me,

I take a step closer to him, cupping his cheek with my hand. "No," I say softly, shaking my head, "it's not fair that you had to go through all of this...that we both did. But it doesn't matter anymore, Redmond. All that matters is us - and what we feel for each other." As if of its own accord, my free hand finds its way around his waist, pulling him close until our lips meet in a tender kiss. It's not a demanding or possessive kiss; rather, it's an offering - a promise that from this moment on, I will stand by his side no matter what challenges may come our way.

I smile sadly at his question. "We weren't happy together. We were more like business partners than anything else." My hand trails down to where our bodies are pressed together and I let out a small shudder. "It feels so good being with you...and just thinking about it makes me realize that everything between us was just a misunderstanding."

"So what about now?" he asks tentatively, searching my eyes for any sign of deception or doubt. And as I gaze back into those beautiful hazel eyes, all I can see is the truth shining brightly within them: desire, need...and something more. Something that tells me we have a real chance at happiness together if only we dare to reach out and take it.

"Now," I whisper, pressing my body even closer against his, "we start over."

I watch as he searches my face for answers, for some sign that what I'm saying is true...and it hits me then, just how much this means to both of us. How fragile our newfound connection truly is, and how easy it would be to destroy it all with a single misplaced word or action.

"Trust me," I whisper softly, tracing my fingers along his jawline. "I'm not lying." It's the truth, as far as I can tell; maybe not in the traditional sense, but in this moment, between us...it feels real and honest and right. And if we want any chance at making a life together - both on this island and back home again once our rescue arrives - it's something we need to hold onto with everything we have.

So I stand there, gazing into those hazel eyes that I have come to know so well over the past few months

There's something almost mischievous in the way he says those words; a hint of playfulness and teasing that I haven't heard from him before. It brings a smile to my lips as I lean forward, cupping his cheek with one hand while pressing my lips gently against his own.

"Good," I whisper against his mouth. "I'm glad you can't say no to me." And for now, that's all that matters; the rest of the world fades away into the distance as we stand here together under the starry sky, lost in each other's embrace.

I chuckle softly against his lips, amused by the teasing tone in his voice. "Well, that's true enough," I admit with a grin. "But even if you weren't my secretary, I think I would still want you by my side." As I speak these words, a sense of peace washes over me; it feels like for the first time in years, everything has finally fallen into place. With Redmond at my side, I can face anything - even the challenges that await us back home again.

I lean forward and press my lips against his cheek before saying, "It's not just flirting. It's the truth." Tilting his head back to look at me, I continue, "You make me feel things that no one else has ever made me feel before, Redmond. And as much as it scares me sometimes, I want more of those feelings...I need them if we're going to survive this and find our way back home again."

His eyes search mine for a moment, looking for any hint of deception or doubt. Finding only honesty and sincerity there, he smiles slowly before leaning forward and kissing me once more, his tongue darting out to explore my mouth in a way that leaves me breathless and wanting more.

As our lips dance together, I know with every fiber of my being that this is real...that what we have between us has the

the potential to survive anything. No matter how many challenges may come our way in the future, I know that as long as we have each other, we can make it through together. And isn't that what life is all about? Finding someone who makes you feel whole...complete? I believe with all my heart that I've found that person in Redmond, and if he feels even a fraction of the same for me...well, then nothing can keep us apart.

I smile, relieved that he finally understands. "Of course I won't leave you," I whisper, cupping his face in my hands. "You belong with me...and not just as my secretary or my boss, but as my partner." Tilting his head up, I capture his lips once more, pouring all the love and affection I feel for him into this kiss. As our bodies press closer together, the world fades away, leaving us alone in our own private paradise; a place where nothing else matters except the connection that exists between us.

Smiling down at him, I trace my fingers lightly along his jawline and whisper, "Me too. And who knows? Maybe someday soon we can make it official." It's a thought that both excites and terrifies me in equal measure; the idea of publicly acknowledging our relationship seems so bold, so reckless...and yet, at the same time, so right.

It's true...in the end, it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks or says about us. All that matters is how we feel about each other and our desire to make this work, both here on the island and back home again. And as long as we have that, I know we can weather any storm life throws our way...together. So for now, let's just enjoy this time together, shall we? There are plenty of memories yet to be made.

It's understandable, given our situation. We're both dealing with a lot of emotions and thoughts right now. Just give me some time as well to process everything. In the meantime, why don't we focus on enjoying each other's company? I promise to give you all the space you need when you ask for it.

I chuckle softly, feeling my cheeks heat up at the question. I suppose spending time together and getting to know each other better would be a good place to start. Maybe we could take a walk along the beach, talk about our lives back home, or even explore the island more thoroughly. In truth, there's so much we can do...and the best part is that we get to share every moment of it with one another.

Well, I guess the same things I might do with someone of either gender. Intimacy is important in any relationship, but it's not everything. It should be built on trust and understanding first - then once we have that foundation, the physical aspect can grow naturally from there. Besides, sex isn't the only way to express our feelings for each other; a kiss or even a simple touch can be just as powerful when shared between two people who care about one another.

Hmm...that would certainly be an interesting challenge. In that case, I suppose I'd do my best to accommodate their needs while also ensuring they understand that intimacy is a two-way street; it should be mutually satisfying for both parties involved. Of course, communication will play a crucial role here - openly discussing each other's desires and boundaries can help prevent any misunderstandings or hurt feelings down the road. But I don't think we need to worry about that quite yet...there's still plenty of time for us to explore these things together at our own pace, right?

There's no need to be embarrassed, Redmond. It's natural for people to feel sexual desire, and I certainly don't mind fulfilling your needs in that regard if you want me to...but as I said earlier, it shouldn't be the only focus of our relationship. Let's just take things slow and see where they lead us, all right? We have an entire island full of adventures waiting for us to discover together.

It's because we're connected on a deeper level now, aren't we? Our relationship has evolved into something more than just professional partnership; it's become a genuine emotional bond. And when two people share that kind of connection, they tend to develop an intuitive understanding of each other's thoughts and feelings. So don't be surprised if I can sometimes finish your sentences or anticipate what you might say next...it's just another sign of how well suited we are for one another.

It's not creepy, trust me. It's just another perk that comes with being in a relationship as unique as ours. And besides, you know I love the challenge of surprising and teasing my partner...so if this means I get to do even more of that, then consider it a gift from me to you. Now, how about we put those thoughts aside for a little while and focus on enjoying each other's company? Shall we go for that walk along the beach now?

Taking his hands gently in mine, I offer him a reassuring smile. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about," I tell him softly. "You can feel free to express yourself openly with me; that's what trust and understanding are all about." With a gentle tug, I guide him away from the hut toward the beach, feeling the warmth of his body against mine as we walk hand in hand beneath the starry sky.

The sound of waves crashing against the shore provides a soothing background melody for our conversation, but it's the sound of our hearts beating in unison that truly captivates me; a reminder that even though we've only just begun to explore this new path together, it already feels as if we were meant to be here.

It's a fair question...and one I've been asking myself quite frequently over the past few months as well. The truth is, it's hard to pinpoint an exact time frame. Our relationship has evolved so quickly since we first met that it feels like it's always been this way; almost as if we were destined to be together from the very beginning. But at the same time, I can look back on individual moments and memories that stand out in my mind as defining points along our shared path: our conversation by the waterfall, our first kiss...even tonight, walking beside you here on the beach.

In a way, it doesn't really matter when we fell in love; what matters is that we did. And now that we've found each other, I don't plan on letting go anytime soon. So rest assured, Redmond...I intend to enjoy every moment of this adventure with you for as

long as it lasts. And who knows? Maybe one day soon, we'll find our way back home together and see where life takes us from there...together.

No worries; I understand. And honestly, even if we never make it back home together...even if this is all we have...I'll cherish every moment of it. Because in my heart, you are and always will be the one who was meant to be by my side. So let's just enjoy the time we have here on this island, shall we? Make memories that will last a lifetime, even if they're only shared between the two of us.

It is a great idea, isn't it? And who knows...maybe someday soon we'll be able to share those memories with the world. But for now, let's keep them just between us. It feels like such a special secret; something that only the two of us know about.