Page 72 of Their Last Resort


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“Your parents?” Cole asks, nodding toward the phone.

“They’ve been worried.”

He nods. “You should call them back.”

“I will.”

For now, I reach up to stroke a finger down the center of his shirt. No tie today, just a pristine white button-down withSIESTAPLAYAembroidered over the left breast pocket. Cole lets me trail my fingerdown all the way to his stomach, and then he grabs my hand and laces our fingers together.

“How are you feeling this morning?”

“About us?” I ask, chewing on the inside of my mouth.

He nods.

“Absolutely more sure than ever.”

I’m proud of myself for speaking the truth for once without dancing around it.

“Good.”

He bends down without warning and kisses me on the lips.

“Wow,” I say when he peels back. “So we’re just doing it now? Kissing in broad daylight?”

Cole smiles, and the sight of it, dimple and all, absolutely slays me. “That’s what couples do.”

“Whatelsedo couples do?” I ask teasingly.

“They get ready for work so they’re not both late.”

I make a sound like a game show buzzer.

“Boring! What else?”

“They pack their bags because their resort vacation is officially over ...”

My smile drops. “Say it ain’t so.”

He frowns too. “I got an email this morning that staff housing has been deemed all clear. Power has been restored to the entire resort, and the few employees whose dorms flooded have been relocated. There’s no reason for staff to remain in the hotel.”

“Boo.”

He squeezes my hand to let me know he doesn’t like it either.

“Should we? Y’know ...” My eyebrows waggle as I indicate the bed.

“I have to be down in the lobby in five minutes.”

“So that leaves us what? Four minutes, thirty seconds?”

We didn’t take things any further last night. After we cleaned up in the bathroom and put on our pajamas, Cole and I lay together in bed in the dark, talking.TALKING.It felt like a throwback to mychildhood sleepover days, lying awake with my best friend, rambling. I made Cole walk me through different moments of our relationship from his perspective.

“When did you first think I was hot?”

“When did you first want to kiss me?”

“Why did you let me go after Blaze?!”

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