Page 67 of Wild Wedding Hookup


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“That’s it. I’m not going.”

“And the Electric Slide.”

“Wait, are you going to do the Electric Slide?”

“You should see me. It’s electric. Boogie, woogie woogie.”

“Don’t ever do that again,” she said, laughing.

“I guess the Cupid Shuffle is out?”

“I’ll do the Hustle with you,” she said.

“Old school.” He took her in his arms and did the Hustle down the beach. They got a few weird looks, but she didn’t care. As long as no one was throwing water at her or boxers weren’t throwing punches, it was all good.

They stopped to watch the sunset. The skyline looked like a water colorist’s paradise with soft pastels of sweeping pinks and oranges. In the distance, a cruise ship floated by. Closer, a brown dorsal fin peeked out of the water.

“Is that a shark?” Bastien pointed.

“Dolphin,” she said and as they watched, the dorsal fin dipped and a brown dolphin popped up.

The surf slid closer, leaving puffs of white foam by their toes.

Bastien let her go and crouched down. He drew a big heart in the sand. He wrote B.A. + M. “What’s your last name?”

The words stuck in her throat. “Write the letter P,” she forced out.

B.A. + M.P.

“That’s the sappiest thing I’ve ever seen,” she said, but tears pricked at the corner of her eyes and she stared at it until the waves deleted it.

“Alas, it was fleeting.” He brought the back of her hand to his lips and kissed it.

“Did you just say alas?”

“I’m trying to be romantic. You know what? Fuck it. Let’s go find someplace private.” He bent down and threw her over his shoulder. She kicked her legs in mock protest.

“Don’t forget the beach chair.”

“As you wish.” He grabbed it with the hand not on her ass.

Her breath caught. “Were you just quoting The Princess Bride again?”

Bastien didn’t answer, which made her wonder if like in the movie when he said, “As you wish,” he was really saying, “I love you.”

She didn’t get a chance to ask him again because she realized that instead of walking her back to her car, he was walking her down the pier. The sand made him stumble a bit.

“Don’t you dare toss me in the water.”

“Relax,” he said.

“I don’t think we’re supposed to be down here. This is for boat owners only.”

“Or people who have rented the boat for an evening.” He set her down in front of a small yacht.

The ship had sleek lines and was gleaming in the fading sun. She could see her reflection in the chrome and windows. She looked awestruck and her cheeks were flushed.

“I mean, it’s no limousine but I figured it would have to do.”

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