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“In minute detail.” Rae licks a flake of pastry off her bottom lip.
We watch him walk towards the bar, sleeveless gray T, black board shorts, and that damn beard. We’re not the only ones. Half the terrace is watching him. Mylo is… huge and ripped and… not interested in me.
“Hope I’m not disturbing anything, ladies.”
We all jump at the unexpected arrival behind us. “Hey, Fee.” I crane my neck back, and I’m caught in Felix’s upside-down blue stare. “No baby yet?”
“No baby yet.” He tugs my ponytail like he’s done since we were kids. “Laia’s spending the day with Mom.”
“I know. We’re having a pamper night tomorrow.” I grin up at him, my brother from next door’s mother.
“Take ice cream… and nachos.” He laughs easily and my chest expands with happy at the sound of it until he glances up. “Mylo.”
I sink back into the sofa, facing forward again, the happy deflating.
Felix strides around the sofa and pulls Mylo into a rough man hug. “Good to see you, man.”
Jo sighs. Rae sighs. I scowl.
“People would pay good money to watch this,” Rae whispers from beside me, fiddling with the neckline of her dress. “…More if they were naked.”
She meets my side-eye with a you-know-I’m-right shrug, then goes back to ogling.
“On that note, I should probably get back to work.” Grabbing her tray, Jo squeezes my shoulder. “Fee, when you get a sec, I need your signature.”
“Rae.” The friendly wink Mylo offers my friend as he sits has her rolling her eyes, but there’s no disguising the pink that seeps over her porcelain cheeks. There’s just something about the guy—and it’s not just his Viking-esque hotness. He’s a good guy. Fun. Nice. At least he was—before one kiss shoved a stick so far up his ass, I’m always a little surprised it hasn’t popped out the top of his manly man bun.
“Hey, big fella.” She grins up at him.
His smirk flattens when his gaze slides to me. “Kenzi.”
I knew it would, since that damn kiss in the hospital it always does. “Mylo.” I meet his stare. Force my lips not to pull down.
“Ah, man, I gotta go.”
My attention snaps around to Rae. Seriously? “What about breakfast?”
She’s glaring at her cell. “It’s my dad.” She barely looks up as she stands, her thumbs working furiously across the screen as she types. “I’m sorry, Zi. Rain check on breakfast?”
“Of course. Go. Call me if you need me.”
She nods absently, grabs her laptop, and hurries to the exit.
“What’s up with her dad?” Mylo shifts on his chair, still looking in the direction Rae rushed off in.
The genuine concern that taints his rough voice pulls at something inside me. “Her dad’s been sick for as long as I can remember. Some days he’s worse than others.”
“I had no idea.”
Our eyes meet, and for a second, I could almost forget that he’s been freezing me out for months over a simple kiss. Okay, not simple—not simple at all. It was… explosive… intense…and a gigantic mistake.
“You wouldn’t. She doesn’t talk about it.” My exhale is long, the silence that follows it longer. And loaded. And so uncomfortable I’d rather be anywhere else. It’s hard to believe things were ever cool between us. But they were. When he first arrived on the island last year he was like a big, tattooed breath of fresh air. Flirty. Kind. Fun. A genuinely good guy, all wrapped in a big, bad-boy package.
“So, you made it home in one piece last night then.” His jaw tightens, his eyebrows low, and if I didn’t know better, I’d say disapproving.
“Yup.” I nod, ignoring the awkwardness that’s fallen over our table now that we’re alone. If he’d quit looking at me like I smell bad, I’d thank him for his intervention last night. Maybe. Probably… Okay, probably not.
Besides, he doesn’t. So, I don’t.
