Elijah had no idea what Jasmine was thinking. The reason he didn't contract Jasmine was simply that he had no more slots available.
Yesterday, he specifically instructed a few of the women to keep an eye on Jasmine at all times. He didn't want her to turn into a zombie unexpectedly and cause trouble.
Elijah could have placed her at the service area by the shore, but since Gabriel and the others there hadn't awakened yet, it would be even more dangerous if she suddenly turned into a zombie.
Now, all the women on the island had awakened their abilities. As long as they were cautious, they could protect themselves quite well.
"Katherine and Grace, keep practicing. Sophia and Hannah, you two come with me to the sea!"
Elijah instructed and then called out to Hannah and Sophia. This was planned yesterday. The three of them were going to try to find some Spirit fish and see if they could catch any.
"Okay!" Sophia responded, and Hannah nodded.
They arrived as three, and they would leave as three.
The three of them first went back to the villa. Hannah and Sophia went to change clothes, while Elijah summoned the zombies he had contracted.
They didn't know how far they would be going out to sea this time. If they exceeded the control distance, it would be troublesome if the zombies went berserk.
Abigail had rested in Daisy's room last night, while the other female zombies had been placed in the basement.
Once Hannah and Sophia finished changing, the three of them, along with a group of zombies, officially set off and soon arrived at the northern dock of Azure Isle.
"Which boat should we take out to sea?" Elijah looked at the myriad of boats at the dock, feeling a bit at a loss.
"Um... let's take the same one as last time?" Sophia suggested.
"Isn't that a yacht? Can we fish on it?"
Elijah scratched his head. He really didn't know much about these things.
Before the apocalypse, he was a corporate slave, always busy with life and never had the chance to learn about such things.
"Yes, yachts are also for entertainment. I specifically checked last time; it has a fishing platform and a big tank for storing fish!"
Elijah decided to listen to the expert and didn't argue further. So, the three of them, along with a group of zombies, boarded the yacht.
Sophia went straight to the captain's cabin to steer the boat, while Elijah and Abigail settled the zombies.
When he returned to the deck, he was pleasantly surprised.
At some point, Hannah had changed into a bikini.
Hannah's bikini was quite revealing.
The top consisted of two small triangular pieces of fabric, with straps extending from them—one around her neck and the other tied at her back.
As Fiona had predicted, Elijah had moved closer, their bodies almost touching.
"Daisy went to the mall with Fiona and the others," Hannah said, pretending not to notice Elijah's actions.
At that moment, a big wave hit the yacht, causing it to rock. "Careful!" Elijah quickly wrapped an arm around Hannah's waist to steady her.
"I'm... I'm fine," Hannah said, glancing at the arm around her waist. She wasn't sure if Elijah had planned this or just reacted instinctively.
As an awakened one, she wouldn't be unsettled by a little wave, especially since she was firmly holding the railing.
"Glad you're okay. It's dangerous here on the deck. I haven't seen the inside of the cabin yet. Why don't you show me around?"
"Let go of me first," Hannah whispered. Elijah's hand didn't seem to have any intention of letting go and even started to gently caress her waist.
It was an unconscious action—Hannah's waist was so slender that he couldn't help but want to feel it.
Elijah, upon hearing Hannah's words, didn't stop his actions. Instead, he pulled her even closer into his embrace.
"No, I never want to let you go for the rest of my life!"
"Ah!" Hannah exclaimed softly, but she didn't struggle. She merely placed her hands on his chest in a gentle resistance.
"Hmph, do you say that to every woman on the island?" Hannah's tone was more coquettish than accusatory.
Elijah felt the smoothness of Hannah's skin, tightening his hold on her. "I not only say it, but I also mean it! Right now, I only want you!" With that, he leaned in and kissed Hannah on her rosy lips.
"Mmm..." Hannah's eyes widened, and her body stiffened, like a statue, not daring to move.
Elijah's hands roamed over Hannah's body, sliding under the thin cover-up she was wearing.
"Not... not here!" Sensing his hand beneath the sheer fabric, Hannah quickly whispered, taking advantage of his brief pause.
Elijah's eyes lit up. "Then... shall we go inside?" he whispered in her ear.
Hannah didn't respond verbally but blushed deeply and lowered her head.
Elijah's heart leaped with joy.
He lifted Hannah in his arms and carried her to the yacht's master bedroom, which featured a large double bed.
He gently laid Hannah on the bed and discarded the cover-up.
Looking at Hannah's shy expression in her swimsuit, Elijah couldn't help but ask, "Did you wear this swimsuit just for me today?"
Hannah didn't answer but gave a slight nod.
"It's incredibly beautiful! I love it! I love the swimsuit, but I love you even more for wearing it for me!" Elijah said, his voice filled with reverence as he slowly leaned down towards her...