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Being naughty is so much fun.
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Three hours later, we pull into a beach and I smile goofily as I take my helmet off.
That was the most fun I think I’ve ever had. We’ve seen so much of the island and had a great time doing it, too.
Wyatt and Anthony pull in beside us, and Spencer laughs as soon as Wyatt takes his helmet off.
“I just aged fifty years thanks to you.” Wyatt huffs. “You’re a maniac driver.”
Spencer holds his hand out at the beach. “But look at your reward.”
We look around and see the most beautiful beach of black sand. It has deckchairs lined up in pairs with straw thatched beach umbrellas above them. The water is bright blue and crystal clear. There’s a beach bar, too, and people are sitting out the veranda drinking cocktails.
“May I present Perissa Beach on the Aegean Sea.”
“Wow.” I smile. “Impressive.”
“And, an added attraction of this beach is the spectacular view.” He gestures to the deckchairs where there are rows of beautiful women all oiled up and topless.
“This beach is also known as Juggernauts Hangout.”
We all laugh, and I roll my eyes. It’s such a Spencer thing to say.
“See, boys, I have your best interests at heart.” He winks mischievously.
“Excellent.” Anthony smirks.
Spencer helps me off the bike and he rests our helmets on the handlebars.
“Charlotte and I are going to have some lunch before we take a swim and lie around for a few hours. Do whatever you like,” Spencer tells them.
“We will be close,” Wyatt assures us.
“Not too close.” Spencer takes my hand in his. “Take the hint and go look at some boobs or something.”
I smirk at the boys. Being told to go and look at some boobs is not something I imagine that they have ever heard from their employer before.
“This way.” Spencer takes off towards the restaurant. Anthony walks beside him, and Wyatt gives me a lop-sided smile, as if he has something on his mind.
“What’s that look?” I ask as I link my arm with his and we turn to follow the other two.
“I like seeing you like this,” he says, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
“Like what?”
“Happy.”
I bump my shoulder with his. “Does it really show?”
“Like a beacon.”
We walk for a moment, and I see Spencer up ahead laughing out loud at something Anthony has said. His laugh is childish and carefree. “This is a lot better than suffocating in Nottingham, isn’t it?”
Wyatt smiles as he looks at our surroundings. “For all concerned.”
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