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Oh, she’s good, alright.
Jacob drops onto the bench where Green Eyes just was. And I heave out a breath when she pushes out the doors and out of view.
“You say you want to date, but then you let that girl just walk away.” He makes a sound of disagreement. “It’s no wonder I’m getting married first.”
“I don’t think following her out of here like a stalker is the way to go.”
“I’m just saying.” Jacob hands me a little cup of water.
“Just saying.” I mock him since I don’t have a better comeback. “Alright.” I down the water, then stand and move toward the weights. “Let’s get this over with.”
I need to get out of here so I can bump intoPrincess again.
Chapter 6
Natalie
I havethe tiniest twinge of guilt for leaving the gym without saying anything to Heather, but I’ll see her tonight at the rehearsal dinner.
“Nat!” my dad calls.
Holding back my sigh, I turn to see him striding down one of the many pathways, his hand lifted, in case I wouldn’t see him twenty feet away.
I slow to a stop and trail my fingers gently over a flower while I wait for him to reach me.
Heather might have a cactus-shaped personality, but there’s nothing wrong with her taste.
This resort is stunning.
Tropical plants line the sidewalks that weave between the buildings. The food is good, the drinks are plentiful, and I’m sure the pools are great, but I’m focused on getting my ass in the actual ocean. Because this end-of-September weather is perfect for swimming.
“You guys done with the gym already?” Dad asks when he reaches me.
I nod. “Yep.”
I’m done with the gym.
And sweaty shirt man.
“Good.” Dad drapes his arm over my shoulders, dressed in swim trunks and a polo. “Come have breakfast with me.”
I want to get in the water, but… breakfast buffet.
“Alright,” I agree.
I should’ve known it wouldn’t be a relaxed breakfast with Dad. Instead, it turned into both of us on the phone, dealing with one work thing after another. Then my uncle showed up. Then Heather and her cronies. And my auntie. And more cousins.
My phone rings again, and I decide to take the opportunity to escape.
“I’m gonna take this outside,” I say, picking up my phone and my beach bag because, for the love of god, I’m getting in the damn ocean today.
Heather rolls her eyes at me as I lift my phone to my ear, but I ignore it.
Her attitude used to really bother me. My dad always told me it was just jealousy and nothing to do with me as a person. Which, as a kid, I never understood. Because it’s always been just been me and Dad, and she had a whole big family.
Then, as I got older and started to notice the differences, I realized the jealousy was over money.
But it’s not like I had anything to do with my dad becoming filthy rich. And it’s not like my uncle is hurting—they are more than comfortable. He just didn’t invest the same way my dad did. And he doesn’t work nonstop like my dad does. Like I do.
