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“You want company when you go up to the cabin? We could make it a guys’ weekend.”
“I, uh—”
“Did I hear something about a guys’ weekend?” Enzo clapped a hand on my shoulder. “Salve.”He greeted the group.
“Ciao,Enzo.”
“Tristan wanted to use my cabin later this summer,” Liam said. “So I suggested we make it a guys’ weekend, if he wants company.”
“I imagine Tristan hadothercompany in mind.” Enzo grinned.
Suddenly, all attention was zeroed in on me.
“But you just said…” Liam frowned and glanced at Bennett. “I thought he wasn’t interested in dating.”
“Who said anything about dating?” Enzo chuckled. “Can’t the man have a little fun?”
Liam stared at me, mouth agape. “Is he for real?” He pointed at Enzo. “Are you—” He leaned in to me and whispered, “Sleeping with someone?”
“I, uh—” I tugged on my collar.
Enzo and I had talked about Elle on our bike rides, though he didn’t know she was the woman I was sleeping with.
“Scusami.I must have misunderstood,” Enzo said, his accent suddenly thicker as he apologized. “Sometimes my English and Italian…”
I wanted to elbow him to shut up. We all knew he was perfectly fluent in both languages. And the longer he talked, the more questions it provoked.
“Did you know about this?” Liam asked Bennett.
Bennett took a drink and shrugged. “I’ve had my suspicions.” Then said nothing more.
Liam frowned. “Why am I always the last to know everything?”
“Maybe because there’s nothing to tell,” I said.
“Fine. Fine,” he sighed. “You clearly don’t want to talk about it, which makes me wonder…” He got that look in his eye, the one that meant he was plotting. Usually about a book. Though this time, I felt like he was scheming about me.
“Nope.” I held up a hand. “Whatever you’re thinking, just stop. I’m not one of your characters, and you can’t psychoanalyze me.”
“I’m not—”
Bennett snickered. “You totally were.”
Liam rolled his eyes. “Whatever.”
I might not get another happily ever after, but I could enjoy right now. I was falling for Elle, but she was leaving soon, and thoughts of this being anything more than sex were dangerous. I’d already lost someone I loved; I couldn’t go through that again.
TWENTY
“Are you sure you don’t mind staying with the kids for the long weekend?” I asked, folding my swim trunks and tucking them into my suitcase.
Elle was sitting on the floor, sorting the kids’ laundry while I packed for the July Fourth weekend on Celeste’s superyacht. “Of course not. We’ll have fun. Besides, it will be nice to have some alone time with them before I leave for Japan.”
Leave. She’s leaving soon.
“Maybe we should ask my parents to watch them,” I said, trying to quell my rising sense of panic. “You could go with me.”
She laughed and placed another shirt in the laundry basket.
