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I stood up and exited our private sanctuary, going around Coco. “I’ll be right back with four of them.”
Sophie pointed to Daphne and smirked. “Better make that three.”
“Coming right up.”
“Wait, where are you going?” Coco asked me.
I nodded in the direction of the bar. “To get us pink drinks.”
She put her arm up and ran ahead. “I’m coming with you. Be back, Soph,” she shouted over her shoulder, but it was useless, my sister already had her head in a magazine.
“So are you having fun?” Coco asked me, it dawning on me for the first time that she wasn’t all that bad. I mean, we were like night and day, and she was definitely still in her party era, but she meant well and loved my sister like a sister of her own.
I nodded and smiled. “This might be hard to believe, but I am. I really am.”
“Good,” she said, linking her arm through mine as we approached the bar.
The fans were going strong, keeping us cool in the shaded spot. We walked right up to the bartender and sat down on two vacant stools opposite of him. I pointed to the picture on the wall behind him. “We’ll take three of those.”
“Our Watermelon Frosé,” he said, smiling. “Those are quite popular on hot days like today. Good choice.”
As he turned around and made the drink, Coco got her flirt on, curling her hair with her fingers. “So what’s your name, handsome?”
“Corey,” he answered, smiling. He was clearly used to girls flirting with him as he responded with, “What’s yours?” I supposed it came with the territory.
“Coco,” she said in a lower voice than usual. It was much more seductive and I practically laughed at the thought that she’d change her voice just to attract some guy. “As in Chanel,” she added, purring.
His gaze went to her then me before falling back on her as he let out a low chuckle. “Well, Coco, what brings you here?”
She licked her lips and leaned in, pushing her chest up against the bar. “My bestie’s bach party.”
He peered down, but only for a moment, as though fighting the urge to stare. Then he cleared his throat and poured our drinks into their glasses. “Here you go.” He slid three pink drinks to us.
“Thanks, sugar,” Coco said, clearly still intent on flirting.
I chuckled. “Give the man a break, you’re obviously making him uncomfortable.”
“Not uncomfortable,” he said, holding his hands up. “Just can’t date the customers. It’s a rule.”
“A resort rule?” Coco asked. “Or your rule?”
He frowned. “Both. But, still, I take rules very seriously.”
“Yeah, so does G here,” she said, pointing to me and plopping back down in her seat, obviously defeated. “Maybe you two should talk.”
“Nah,” I said, trying to get the attention off me.
She laughed beside me. “She’d never get involved with someone here. She’s much too serious for that.”
I looked over, my eyes growing wide. What was she doing to me over here, it wasn’t even like I was interested in this Corey guy. It was obvious, though, it was easier for her to poke fun at me than accept that he just let her down gently. “Coco,” I shrieked.
“No, it’s true,” she defended, and Corey turned to look at me, as if sizing me up.
I felt my face flush and not because of the sun.
“I know that face!” she shouted suddenly, pointing at my face. “You’re hiding something. That’s the same face your sister has when she’s hiding something.”
I shook my head and clenched the straw between my lips, taking a hearty sip of my very grown up slushy. “No, I’m not.” I hated lying, even to Coco. “I swear.” I just swore when I was lying. What was the matter with me?
