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My gaze flickered between them. “Me? What? No. Nothing at all. Things are great. Super great. Hell, stupendous even. Yep. Stupendous. Super great stupendous.”
Three sets of eyes kept blinking at me.
“Marge? Why are you acting so weir—” Sylvie started, but before she could finish, Bryce called from the shore, looking ready to plunge in.
“You sure none of you ladies want to try surfing?” he called. “My buddy is done, so I have an extra board!”
As I stared at the probing faces I wasn’t ready to talk to, I jumped up from my lounge chair. “I’ll do it! I want to try surfing!”
“You do?” Doris asked. “In the ocean? With the sharks?”
“I love sharks, remember? We survived a feeding frenzy with Great Whites. I’m sure I’ll be fine. Any of you in?”
Doris shook her head fast. “Swimming once out in the wild with them was enough for me. I’ll stick to the cages in any shark-infested waters now.”
“I’ll pass. I’m too comfortable.” Sylvie crossed her arms behind her head and settled back against the soft cushion.
Alice lifted her cocktail. “As much as I would love to get all wet and sweaty on a board with Bryce, my cocktail is fresh, and it will be all melted and warm by the time I get back. It would be a crime to waste it. I’ll sit this one out too. Enjoy the ride.”
“Okay. I’m going.” I hurried off, not wanting to answer any other questions. “I’m in, Bryce! Let’s do this!” I called, and he whooped and tossed a hand in the air.
CHAPTER FOUR
The ocean waves liftedme up and down as I lay prone on the board.
“Wait for it, Marge. The right wave is coming. Patience is part of surfing,” Bryce said from where he floated beside me on his board.
No doubt he’d seen the frustration lines deepening on my face as I’d tried to stand on multiple occasions since we’d started an hour ago. Each time had ended with me tumbling into the ocean before I’d even reached standing. Surfing, it seemed, was even harder than it looked. At least it was for this old broad.
My face scrunched with my frown. “I’m never going to get this.”
“A lot of people don’t catch a wave their first, even second or third try,” Bryce said, trying to make me feel better. “It can take a few days of attempts. Don’t get put off, mate.”
“I suck at this,” I answered, then a wave hit the side of my board, sending a salty spray of water splashing my face, causing me to squint and wipe my eyes. “It’s okay. You can say I suck at this, and we can give up and go in.”
“Nonsense!”
