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She lifts her head and screws her eyes together, adjusting to the light. A smile appears on her face. “Hi.”
“Hi.”
Dana kisses me softly.
“Mm…” Her lips feel so good against mine.
“What time is it?” she asks, her head drooping again onto my shoulder.
I look over on my nightstand and grab the hotel alarm clock. “Shit. Twenty to eight.”
Dana shoots up from her spot on my chest in shock. “What?! How did you let me sleep so long?” She jumps out of bed, her naked body looking fantastic tinged in Maldivian sunset.
“You were so cozy; how could I wake you up?” I say with a grin.
Dana sorts through her suitcase, throwing things on the floor. Floral dresses, brightly colored sarongs, a few thongs I wouldn’t mind takingoffof her if circumstances allowed for that again. “How can you just lie there? You have to get ready too.”
“You’re right,” I grunt and push myself up from the bed. “Although my getting ready is a little less high maintenance.”
Dana stops and puts her hands on her hips, glaring at me. “Are you calling me high maintenance?”
I can’t help but smile. How have we already fallen into this sort of domestic bliss? Giving each other shit while walking around completely naked as if we’ve done this a million times before? “You’re so cute when you’re annoyed by me.”
Her glare turns into surprise. “D-don’t distract me.” Dana continues shuffling through her clothes.
“I could say the same to you.” I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her naked waist, pressing a line of kisses down her neck. “How can I look away when you’re standing here looking so…fucking…alluring…”
The tension in her body melts, her head dipping back on my chest. “Drew…No time.”
As I look down into her flushed face, I get the impulse to tell her what I’ve done. This stupid lie I’ve told.
“What is it?” she asks, reaching up to stroke my cheek.
I bite my lower lip. Not now. After. In bed tonight. When I can explain everything to her and tell her that we might as well make it real because of how badly I want her. “Nothing. Just gorgeous. You. You’re gorgeous.”
Dana pushes my chest playfully and I back off. “Let me get dressed, huh?”
I leave her to her sprint of a routine while I slowly slide on an army green linen shirt with cream-colored pants.
Dana is at the door with a minute to spare. “You’re a modern marvel,” I say, and I mean it. She went from completely naked to dressed, made up, and styled in a matter of nineteen minutes. And, while she’d look amazing to me in a paper bag, she looks even better in this orange and white patterned set of a floor-length skirt and crop top.
I go to open the door, but before I do, Dana catches me in a kiss. Sensual and divine. I touch her waist. The small, exposed line of her midriff drives me fucking wild. When we break apart, she smirks. “More of that later if you’re good, huh?”
I hesitate. If only she knew how good I have already been, I don’t know if she’d be singing the same tune. “Yeah. Sure,” I say awkwardly before I open the door wide and our charade, the one Dana doesn’t even know about, begins.
9
DANA
Sex ruins friendships.I knew this when I decided to cross that line with Drew. But from the way he responded to me, went wild for me, I thought we’d be okay.
Now, though, I’m not so sure.
We’re sitting across from each other at a long banquet table in the hotel’s main restaurant. Garlands of tropical flowers hang from the ceiling and everything is lit low, mostly with candles. Gillian and Axel sit together at the head of the table with Stella between them on a loveseat.
The rehearsal dinner is just for family and the bridal party, except everyone has a plus one (or two), so it’s quite an event. All the children are excitedly snacking on fancy-looking grilled cheese while the adults gorge on delicious Maldivian delicacies.
I’ve just polished off the entirety of my banana flower salad (or Boshi Mashuni, as Hunter explained it’s called). A delicious, aromatic mix of banana flowers and coconut. I glance around and realize most everyone is still eating theirs.
