Page 71 of More Than Just Friends

Shit. She was upset. Not just upset, she was embarrassed.

I knew Ali inside out. Every expression, every habit. And I could tell from the way she was avoiding eye contact that she felt rejected.

Ali thought I’d run off because I didn’t want her.

She couldn’t be more wrong.

‘I’m sorry about—’ She winced.

‘No need to apologise,’ I jumped in. ‘You were upset. That’s why I left. Not because I didn’t want to kiss you.’

Ali’s eyes popped like I’d just announced that I’d won a billion pounds and was giving her every penny.

‘You…’ She paused. ‘You wanted to?’

‘Why do you sound so surprised?’ I asked.

‘Because…’ She blinked rapidly. ‘I thought… I didn’t think…’

One of the guests walked by and raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

‘We should talk about this. Properly,’ I said. ‘But not here. In private.’

‘Okay.’ Ali nodded.

So that was settled.

I’d put it out there. Sort of.

Ali and I had finally agreed to talk about how we felt about each other.

Now I just had to hope that it didn’t end in disaster.

26

ALICIA

As Petros showed us around our hotel in Mykonos, I tried to focus.

Just like everything the Love Hotel did, it was stunning.

The whitewashed building was smaller than the Santorini resort, but that didn’t detract from its beauty. Petros explained that this wouldn’t be a main resort, just somewhere that they would bring guests to stay for one or two nights.

There was a cute restaurant and bar right on the beach, which was where we’d eat breakfast. And unlike the black volcanic sand in Santorini, Mykonos had a golden beach and clear blue waters.

The paths within the hotel had cute paving stones with a white border that I loved and the pink flowers decorating the outdoor areas were gorgeous.

My room was beautiful too. It even had a terrace, which was just a few steps away from the beach.

Yep. Everything was perfect.

But I couldn’t really take it all in properly because my mind was preoccupied.

All I could think about was what Noah had said on the boat.

‘You were upset. That’s why I left. Not because I didn’t want to kiss you.’

He wanted to kiss me.