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“What?”
“That’s not true.”
My eyebrows jump. “I don’t!”
“You do. I’ve watched enough movies with you to knowthatmuch.”
I start to protest, but then shake my head. “You really think you know me that well, huh?”
Her arms over her chest go from defensive to proud. “I know you better than you think, D.”
“Well, do you know me well enough to know I’ll doTHIS?!”I lunge toward her and start to tickle her sides.
Dana lets out a loud, screaming laugh. “Drew! Stop, I’m ticklish, I’m ticklish. Sto–hahahaha!” She bats me away, a big smile now on her face.
“So, did you expect that?” I ask.
Dana tilts her head to the side. And I suddenly realize how close I’ve gotten to her in our little private palm alcove. She shakes her head. “Fine. You got me. This time.”
Her lips are close enough to kiss. Should I just get it over with? Just give us both permission to…No. If I kiss her and she hates it, we have two whole weeks to spend in a hotel room together. In the same fucking bed. I can’t make things weird. Not now.
But damn, her glossy lips are enticing.
“We…should go back,” she says, gingerly touching my chest to move past me.
I resist grabbing her hand and holding it there.
Dana Solace, you’ll be the death of me.
We walk back down the boardwalk to the lagoon side restaurant. There is a din of chatter, silverware clinking, and the tide swishing up on the beach. Kira and Willow have made themselves comfortable at the family table, leaving two open spots for Dana and me. Not together, sadly.
When I get to the table, I’m greeted with warm welcomes from the Solaces and the wedding party. Everyone except Willow. I feel her glare on me as I sit down.
“What was that about?” she asks.
I give her a look. “Why do you think it’s any of your business?”
She narrows her eyes and then grabs her mimosa.
The entire meal, I find my eyes drifting back to Dana. And every time I see her beautiful face, I imagine waking up next to it. I want to see her hair mussed from a night in bed, want to smell her morning smell, want to know how warm she feels when–
“So, Drew, Dana said you’re working on a new project!” Kent cries out, clearly a few mimosas deep. “Tell us about it.”
There’s nothing better to kill an erotic fantasy than the dad of the girl you’re thinking about asking you about work.
“I’m glad you asked, Kent.”
7
DANA
I feellike a piece of fried chicken by the time I get back to the bungalow. Brunch by the lagoon turned into an afternoon pool party at the main pool which basically meant just more day drinking under cabanas in our bathing suits.
I spent most of the time in the pool with the kids to give the moms a break. Between keeping Tana balanced in her floatie and being demanded to watch Stella do handstand after handstand, I’m fucking beat.
Thank goodness we have a few hours before we have to go to dinner. I need to digest all the delicious food and rest my eyes.
This trip is going to take way more out of me than I originally thought.
