Page 66 of More Than Just Friends

‘Excellent.’ He breathed a sigh of relief. ‘And I understand that the two of you are friends. Best friends. This is correct?’ Kostas asked.

‘Yeah,’ I said quickly, although to be honest, I wasn’t sure what the hell was going on with our friendship. ‘We’ve known each other since we were kids.’

‘This is good news!’ Kostas beamed. ‘So you will be able to continue to go on the excursions together?’

‘Yeah! I’m up for it if you are?’ Ali turned to face me.

‘Good to know,’ I teased. Maybe it was too soon given what had just happened outside of her room, but I couldn’t help myself.

‘Behave!’ She poked my bicep.

‘What?’ I flashed an innocent smile.

‘You know what!’ Ali rolled her eyes.

Petros cleared his throat and we both snapped our heads forward to face him. When I did, both he and Kostas were smiling, which was strange.

‘What Ali meant to say was, yeah, that’s cool. We’ll go on the excursions.’

‘Good,’ Petros replied. ‘We have a very exciting one tomorrow, which will require you to pack an overnight bag. The briefing will be at 8 a.m. so unless you have something else you would like to discuss, I will let you get some rest.’

An overnight bag? I was intrigued.

So tomorrow, Ali and I would be heading off on the excursion together. No Adonis, no Kayleigh.

I wondered where we’d be going. But what I was most interested to discover was how the day would unfold.

Would Ali address that almost kiss between us or pretend like it hadn’t even happened?

24

ALICIA

I couldn’t believe we were on a boat to Mykonos!

Naturally, when I’d dreamt of visiting Santorini years ago, I’d hoped that whilst I was here, I’d have the opportunity to visit some other Greek Islands too. But I hadn’t expected it to happen on this trip.

When Petros announced the destination of today’s excursion, I’d squealed with excitement. Thankfully I wasn’t the only one, otherwise that could’ve been embarrassing.

Although saying that, when he’d made a brief announcement that Adonis and Kayleigh would no longer be staying at the hotel and all eyes landed on me and Noah, that was so cringey. Luckily, Petros quickly announced that the coach would be leaving in twenty minutes, so everyone scrambled away and (hopefully) forgot all about it.

The journey to the port was okay. I say okay rather than great because we’d gone down a pretty steep road to reach it.

And because there was some tension between me and Noah.

I supposed it was to be expected after what happened last night. Which was exactly why I’d avoided going to the restaurant for breakfast this morning.

Once we’d finished the meeting with Petros and Kostas, Noah and I had stood awkwardly in the grounds, before Noah finally broke the silence and announced that he was going to his room.

We’d wished each other goodnight then raced off in opposite directions. And today on the coach we’d made conversation about how excited we were to be going to Mykonos, but there was no escaping the fact that there was a giant elephant on the coach with its enormous backside between us, scowling at the fact that we hadn’t discussed things.

I knew that we should, but in the cold light of day, I wasn’t feeling brave enough to raise it. And anyway, it wasn’t as if we could talk about it here when there were so many people around us. I was sure we’d get to it later. Or at some point.

It was only Wednesday morning. We could do it before the wedding on Saturday. Or just wait until we returned to London on Sunday.

Yeah, maybe that was better.

‘There’s another island!’ Noah pointed at the window.