“I guess,” I said.
“Or maybe the guys did drag Harrison somewhere else, and he’s trying to corral them, or get his own taxi. You saw them. They’re a bit of a handful right now.” Bailey folded her arms and shook her head.
“Please come with us,” Kate said. “We don’t want to leave you here without a phone.”
I desperately searched the road, hoping that this was the moment I would finally see the signs of the boys’ taxi arriving. But there was nothing.
“Okay,” I finally said, my tone defeated. I followed them into town, telling myself all the while that Harrison had just gotten caught up with something silly. He’d be here soon, and he’d find me. I was sure of it.
TWENTY-TWO
Harrison
“Are you fucking serious?”I barked, unable to keep the rage out of my voice.
“Lighten up,” Nigel said, clapping my back, too drunk to care about the pure fury radiating off me. I shrugged my shoulder violently and he staggered backward.
“It’s just one more stop,” Mark slurred.
“Thirty minutes away! You couldn’t have picked something closer to town?” I raked my hand through my hair, insanely frustrated with myself that I hadn’t noticed we’d been driving in the opposite direction this entire time. I had been heavily distracted by a certain redhead. One who I was sure I’d messed everything up with.
“This beach is supposed to be legendary for parties,” Nigel argued, pointing at the beach club in front of us.
Music blared out of speakers and guests lounged in chairs sipping cocktails, but overall, at least from what I could tell, it was a pretty tame environment.
Groaning, I pinched my eyes.
“Seems deader than I thought,” Will said.
“Maybe because it’s two in the afternoon.” I gestured at the sky.
“The other place had a party.” Nigel pouted.
“Because the girlsspecificallylooked up which beaches had a DJ during the day.” My voice was thick with frustration. These guys were a freaking mess. Of course, they’d expected to just stumble around and find another party. They couldn’t come up with a successful plan to save their lives.
“Could you find us another party?” Mark asked me.
“What about the bar crawl? The one we’re supposed to be onin town?” I asked, glaring at the three of them.
“That’s a good idea,” Nigel slurred. “Let’s go.”
“Jesus Chri—” They were impossible. They couldn’t keep to task for more than five seconds. “Well, now we’re on the other side of the island, genius,” I added.
“I just want to party.” Mark started jumping up and down as a club beat came on over the speakers.
“It’s our birthday,” Will whined.
“I need to call Lila.” I tuned out their incessant chatter.
I pulled up her contact info and I waited for her to pick up. But instead of her voice on the other end of the line, an older woman with a Greek accent answered.
“Hello,” Maria said. “I think you left your phone outside.”
My heart dropped.
“Shit,” I cursed, pulling the phone away from my ear for a second before bringing it back. I had completely forgotten Lila had lost her phone. Talk about the worst fucking timing I could think of. “That’s Lila’s phone,” I said, my mind already racing with the need to find her.
“I’ll hang on to it for her,” Maria said.
