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He didn’t even pretend to hide his admiration as he approached. Oddly, I appreciated that he didn’t mask his physical attraction. Too many men pretended their interests were virtuous when they only wanted to get laid.
Beck wore a three-piece, definitely custom suit. It checked more than a few of the boxes on my Christmas list. Knowing there was a chiseled body underneath made me want to unwrap it even more. So I was definitely glad Louise was joining us. A girl only has so much willpower, especially one who hasn’t been laid in forever.
“You’re wearing my favorite color,” Beck said. “Maybe I should say it looks horrible on you so we can argue. But I’m not a liar. You look beautiful.”
I blushed. “Thank you. You don’t look so bad yourself.”
He lifted an arm and pushed back his shirtsleeve, revealing a set of expensive-looking cufflinks and his even more expensive chunky watch. “Am I early?”
I shook my head. “Right on time. Louise should be down soon.”
He nodded. “When she texted me to wear a suit for dinner, I thought about telling her I was just going to order room service. I’m glad I didn’t, or I would’ve missed that dress.”
My phone buzzed from my purse at the same time Beck’s did from somewhere inside his suit jacket. We looked at each other.
“Is that a coincidence?” I said.
“Don’t know.”
We took our cells out and read at the same time. It was one text written to both of us.
Louise: Sorry for the late notice. I’m going to skip dinner tonight. Feeling a bit tired. I’ll order room service if I get hungry. You two enjoy. The reservation is at the Royal Bahamian here in the hotel.
Shoot. I shook my head. “I’m going to call her. Just to make sure it’s only that she’s tired and not anything more.”
“Good idea.”
Louise answered on the second ring. “Hello, darling. I’m fine. It’s my age, not the cancer.”
I smiled. “How did you know why I was calling?”
“Because you act happy-go-lucky, but deep down you’re a worrywart, just like my grandson.”
I lifted my eyes to meet Beck’s. “I am nothing like your grandson.”
Louise chuckled. “Maybe you two can make friends over dinner. I adjusted the reservation. It’s under my name. Try to enjoy it.”
I sighed. “Get some sleep. I’ll text you in the morning.”
“Goodnight, dear.”
I swiped off.
“She’s okay?” he asked.
“I think so. She sounds fine.”
He nodded. “Why did you say we are nothing alike?”
“Oh. Because she said I was a worrywart like you.”
“I’m glad you are. Before I came, I thought you were someone very different.”
I gripped my hips. “Who did you think I was?”
He put his hand at the small of my back. “Why don’t we head to dinner and save the argument for dessert. Where is the restaurant?”
“It’s here. The Royal Bahamian. I saw a sign for it on my way to the beach this morning.”
