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“I don’t know.”
“You can’t seriously be this naive.”
I wiped down the counter and tossed my own can in the trash. “Maybe I am. Either way, it’s too late now. Might as well move on.”
Hunter pointed a finger in my direction. “You do you, but just know this, you are an idiot, my friend.”
I nodded. “Point made.” I looked at my watch. “We should probably be heading out anyway. Shifts’ about to start.”
He spoke in a low voice and held up his bicep. “Yes, we have to play the parts of strong lifeguard and sexy surfer for all the ladies.”
“You’re a real doofus.” Although, he was a doofus who was on to something where Gemma was concerned. Maybe anyway. But there was no way I was telling him that.
Chapter Ten
Gemma
“I cannot believe you witches dragged me out of bed this early in the morning. I thought you were my friends,” Daphne whined and then cried. “Friends do not treat friends like this.”
Sophie rubbed her back. “There, there.” She chuckled. “Maybe you shouldn’t have left us after the bonfire to have some fun with Dimitri.” Then she turned to me and Coco for a split second, raising a brow. “That was his name, right?”
I shrugged my shoulders and took a sip of my fruity beverage and played with the curly straw. I honestly didn’t know his name. I remember Daphne going on and on about some guy, but never actually committed the name to memory. I didn’t think we’d ever see him again, so it didn’t matter. Apparently, Daphne knew she’d be seeing him again later in the evening.
Coco smirked. “It’s all because of your weakness for tequila,” she pointed out, but Daphne slapped her. “Hey, now we get slapped for telling the truth?” she asked, acting astonished. “He invited you back to his room for more booze and you couldn’t help yourself.” She placed a hand on her forehead and jested, “He was just so dreamy,” as she practically fell on to Daphne’s back, giggling. “Anyone’s dreamy with that much alcohol in their system.”
Sophie fixed herself on a chaise in our cabana and sighed. “Well, it’s not early, but I wish we did wake up early because I want to soak up every second of this trip with my girls.” Then she leaned over and placed her head on my shoulder. “I’m going to miss you guys,” she cried.
I looked at her and picked up her head. “Hey, what does that mean? You’re not going anywhere.”
“Except for her honeymoon.” Coco winked. “But that’s only for two weeks. That’s nothing, sweetie.”
She sighed and waited for the cabana boy to leave after delivering fresh towels. Then she whispered, “I feel stupid saying it.”
I rubbed her arm and coaxed her, “You can tell us anything.” Then I cleared my throat. “You can tell me anything,” I corrected. Although, as I looked over at Daphne, who was currently sleeping, her face crushed against the cushion of her lounge chair, and Coco, who was now at the entrance, waving at a guy on the beach, I assumed it didn’t matter. They weren’t listening anyway.
Sophie faced me and played with her own straw. “When you get married everything changes. I won’t see you as much.”
I shook my head. “That’s not true. You’ll see me plenty.”
“How can you be so sure?” she asked, her eyes full of tears.
I kept my hand on her shoulder. “Because nothing will change. We’ll stop by and see each other, we’ll grab lunch, and go to Mom and Dad’s for dinner when they’re home.”
“Bobby does like to barbecue,” she said, her face lighting up. “Maybe a little too much. But he seriously makes the best steaks and just the way I like them—medium rare.”
“There you go.” I pointed at her. “Some things may change, but not everything, and what does will be for the better.” I smiled. “I promise.”
She wiped her eyes and sniffled. “You’re right. And this is my bachelorette party. I shouldn’t be getting down like this.”
I nodded. “Exactly. You know what you need?” I asked.
She shook her head and stared at me.
“One of those pink drinks I saw on the bar’s menu.”
She smiled. “I do like pink drinks.”
I laughed. “I know.”
