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“This,” I say, “is the life.”
Phillip makes a non-committal sound.
“I’ll probably never stay at a resort this good again.” I stretch out my bare legs. They’re finally shifting from pink to a light tan now.
“Mm-hmm,” he says. Then he puts his phone down on the side table between us and looks over at me. “Why?”
“Because this place cost me a month’s salary,” I say. “But if there is a travel bug, it’s bitten me pretty much everywhere. I can’t imaginenottraveling abroad again after this trip.”
“You should. You’re great at making the most of wherever you are.”
“Is that a sly way of mocking my guidebook?”
He runs a hand along his jaw to hide his smile. “No. It was a genuine compliment.”
“See, when someone uses sarcasm as much as you, it’s very hard to take you seriously.”
“I’ve been told that before,” he says, and there’s such seriousness in his voice that I roll my eyes.
“See? It’s when you dothat.”
“But I bring joy to all those around me. Are you asking me to stop?”
“You’re impossible,” I say and turn on my side to face him fully. “You know, if I’d never—”
The phone between us starts to ring.
Phillip stares at it without making a move to answer. His hair is usually brushed back, but it’s messy now, dark and ruffled in the ocean breeze.
“You’re ignoring it?”
“Thinking about ignoring it, at least,” he says. “I already know it’s an attorney at my firm. He’s an idiot.”
“Doesn’t he know you’re on vacation?”
“Oh, he sure does.”
I reach for the phone, pausing with my hand over it. “Can I?”
Dark-blue eyes meet mine, and there’s that dimple again, flashing briefly as he smiles. “Go right ahead. His name is Briggs.”
“You won’t regret it,” I say and answer the call. “This is Phillip Meyer’s phone,” I say in my brightest, most teacher-y voice.
“Who’s this?” a frazzled male voice asks on the other end. “Is he around?”
“My name is Eden, and yes, he is,” I say sweetly.
“Well, can you put him on?”
I look across at Phillip. He’s resting his head on his hand and watching me, amusement shining in his blue eyes.
“No, I can’t,” I say. “He’s on vacation.”
The man on the line sighs. “Yeah, I know, but he’s needed. Put him on.”
“You’re Briggs. Right?”
There’s a pause. “Yes.”
