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“Stop whining.” Chase playfully shoves Justin, then turns his attention back to me. “You smell fantastic, and your skin is so soft,” he says, stroking my cheek.
“That’s what a facial will do for you,” I say, smiling.
“Well, if we aren’t going to eat just yet, I need a drink.”
“Yes, sirs. What would you care for?” Noah asks, not as flirtatious as before.
“Beer?” Justin asks Nathan. He nods his head in agreement. “We’ll take two Blue Moons.” Noah reaches underneath the bar, pulls out two bottles of Blue Moon, and passes them to Nathan and Justin.
Justin takes a long pull. “Hell of a morning, huh?” he chuckles. “How was your day?” he asks Miranda.
“Absolutely fabulous,” she answers with a tender kiss.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” Chase asks, his eyes burning into mine.
“It was amazing, thank you.”
“I would give you this every day, if you’d let me,” Chase whispers beside my ear, so only I can hear him.
“I know you would.”
“Nate, have you heard from your parents?” Amanda asks.
“Last time I heard from them, they were about to take off. Should be here around three.
”
“It’s one-thirty now, that doesn’t leave us much time,” Amanda murmurs as she slams back her champagne.
“I’m glad I’m not on that plane,” Justin mumbles.
“Yeah, me, too. That is not going to be a fun trip,” Nathan concurs. I look at Chase.
“Their parents have slightly different views on things,” he chuckles.
“So, they don’t get along?” I ask.
“That’s an understatement,” Nathan quips.
“They’re like oil and water,” Amanda adds.
“Amanda’s mom wanted a huge wedding back home, but she and my mom couldn’t agree on anything, especially who to invite. That’s when we decided to do a destination wedding. The only people invited were us and my parents. No drama.”
“No drama? Yeah, right,” Amanda says. “My mom will be up my ass from the minute she steps off that plane, trying to control everything.”
Nathan finishes his beer, and says, “Okay, enough talk. I need to eat, and definitely drink, before they get here.”
“Yes, good idea,” Amanda agrees.
“I’ll have a hostess take you to a table.” Noah wanders off to find someone to seat us.
A few minutes later, appearing from out of nowhere, is a pretty little hostess. “I have the perfect table waiting for you outside,” she says.
“Just wait, this is going to be an interesting weekend,” Chase says as he helps me off my stool and we walk to our awaiting table.
We’re seated at a large table under a giant wooden roof. The space is wide open, with tables set sporadically underneath. Ceiling fans help to keep us cool, as well as slotted wood window-like structures along the outskirts, to keep the tables in the shade. From where our table is located, we have a fantastic view of the beach and crystal clear water.
Chase pulls out my chair and takes the chair next to me as I sit. As everyone else takes their places, two waiters appear, placing menus on the table in front of us.
