“Loud sex is great, uninterrupted sex is great, but that’s not exactly why I said I didn’t think a return trip next year would work,” Abby says, fidgeting with her hands in her lap. “Reid and I are going to be a little busy next year.”
We’re all silent for a moment as what she just said sinks in.
“Oh my God, you’re pregnant!” Summer shrieks, jumping up and running over to Abby. “That’s why you just asked for sparkling water and not a mimosa.”
Abby nods, smiling, and we all make our way over to hug her. “Yeah, I’ve been feeling really sick with this one, just like I did with Layla. Reid almost tried to convince me we shouldn’t come, but I told him he was insane. Anyway, I don’t want to take the attention away from Summer and Ethan, but I figured you guys should know, in case I seem off at all.”
“Oh Abbs, we love you and this little parasite,” I say, placing my hand on her stomach. “Whatever you need. We’re here.”
And I know I can say that because these ladies, they’re my ride or die. The six of us, we’re closer than blood.
“What she said,” Mila chimes in. “You ladies are my sisters from other misters, and I adore you all.”
Loud, boisterous voices interrupt our moment, and we all turn to see the guys come traipsing back in, looking ridiculously happy.
Leo makes his way straight to me, his eyes burning into mine. Even still, I’m unprepared for him to lift me up and over his shoulder, landing a light smack on my butt.
“Leo!” I cry out. I can’t see what’s going on with anyone else because I’m currently staring at his tight backside.
“Excuse us, everyone, but I think Serena and I are gonna take a nap,” he announces.
“Right, anap,” one of the other guys calls out.
“Not a bad idea. C’mon Mila, nap time.” That would be Jackson, based on Mila’s shriek.
Grinning, I decide maybe a little time in bed isn’t such a bad idea. “Loud sex, ladies, loud sex!”
Leo starts to jog away from the patio and I manage to catch a glimpse of everyone else also making their way to their cabins. Guess we’re all in the same kinda mood.
“Loud sex, Tippy?” Leo chuckles once we’re inside our cabin. He lowers me slowly to the floor, but I make good on my nickname and lift up onto my toes to kiss his lips.
“Yup. Loud, crazy, wild, uninterrupted sex. You game?”
I take a step backward, then another, heading in the general direction of the bed.
“Fuck yeah, babe. Too bad I didn’t bring the cuffs.” Leo starts to prowl toward me.
I whirl around and open a drawer, quickly finding what I’m looking for just as he comes up behind me, pressing his already hard length into me.
“Will these do?” I lift the filmy fabric of the two beach wraps I packed, as I twist in his embrace. Leo’s eyes darken and his tongue darts out to lick the corner of his mouth.
“On the bed, Tippy. Arms up.”
Chapter eight
Ethan
Our friends have all disappeared into their cabins and I have every intention of following their lead. Unfortunately, once we get to our own private oasis, I realize I might not be getting as lucky as the rest of them. At least, not yet. Because the look that is currently on Summer’s face isn’t exactly the one I wanted to see the evening before our wedding. It’s a look that says we’re about to have a conversation, whether I want to or not.
“Alright lumberjack, I tried to give you time to come clean, but it seems I’m gonna have to make you talk. Because I’m not starting this marriage with secrets between us. When are you going to tell me what had you acting all strange when we first arrived? I assume it’s the same thing that had everyone so flustered our first day here. Or did you think your disappearing act while Serena and Paige kept me occupied went unnoticed?” She crosses her arms over her chest, as her fingers drum out a beat on her forearm.
Shit.You’d think I would know better than to try and keep anything from my girl. I sit down on the bed and heave a large sigh. Deep down, I know the ring isn’t gonna be a problem. It’s the fact I kept it from her that has the potential to upset Summer. Which means I’ve got some groveling to do. “I’m sorry, babe. I fucked up. This is going to sound terrible, but you deserve honesty. I had kind of hoped I could pull it off without you being aware.”
She comes over and sits beside me, taking one of my hands in hers. Thank God I’m marrying an incredibly forgiving woman. “Pull what off? If something went wrong, you should have come to me right away. We’re meant to be a partnership, Ethan. In good and bad times. That’s literally what we’ll be promising each other tomorrow. I don’t like it when you hide things from me, even if you think you’re doing it to protect me. Didn’t we learn that already with Cole?”
That reference to Cole Devereaux, and my epic fuckup in not telling Summer that the hotel magnate wanted to buy her property, makes me wince.
“I’m sorry, shorty. You’re right, I’m an ass for not talking to you. But in my defense, I really wasn’t trying to lie to you, I just hoped I could fix everything before you found out, and we could have a perfect day tomorrow.”
