Diamonds Are Forever - Brooke St. James Page 0,3
pairing-up, staying together forever, like geese.
All this to say, it was a bit odd for me to notice a man's looks—especially since I had Mac. But this guy in the boat was handsome enough that I couldn't help but notice it.
Chapter 2
Andrew Klein III (Drew)
Son of Senator Andrew Klein
Drew left the Galveston Country Club in a bad mood. He wasn't sure where he was going, but he had to get out of there.
His dad's flats boat was the nearest form of transportation. He got on it and took it into West Bay, cruising and letting the wind hit his face.
It wasn't his dad's fastest boat, but it got the job done. It took him away from everyone else.
Just moments ago, Drew's life had changed.
He found out some news about his girlfriend, and his future took an unexpected turn, one of an infuriating nature. And seeing as how he was spitting mad, it was lucky that all he did was leave abruptly. Drew had nearly started throwing punches at his best friend, Sam.
Drew showed Sam the engagement ring he had just bought for Jocelyn, at which point Sam broke down and told Drew that Jocelyn had cheated on him. Drew didn't believe it at first, so Sam admitted that he was the person she had cheated with. Sam said he knew he would lose Drew as a best friend, but it was worth it to him to save him from marrying her, since apparently, she had been the one to approach Sam.
Drew didn't know what to believe. He knew it had happened, but other than that, his head was swimming. He was positive it had happened because Sam gave details about the time and place, and some specifics about Jocelyn that he wouldn't know if things hadn't happened between them.
Drew closed his eyes at the sick feeling that washed over him as he remembered the things Sam said. He steered the boat straight ahead into the open waters.
Maybe he would do something reckless and spiteful to make himself feel better. He had the ring with him. He had just shown it to Sam, and he shoved it back into his pocket during the conversation. Drew slowed a bit, but he continued to steer the boat as he took the ring out of his pocket.
It was a five-thousand-dollar diamond ring and he nonchalantly tossed it overboard to let it sink into West Bay, never to be found again.
He was satisfied with himself for doing that.
It was therapeutic to let it go and not care where it landed.
Only it didn't go far enough, and it landed in the boat. It somehow, miraculously, didn't make it out of the boat. Drew saw it drop out of the air and heard it clang as it hit the floorboard.
Drew blinked in disbelief. He was an athlete. He played baseball and football growing up. He had an awareness of how far things would travel based on their weight. Not only that, but the boat was traveling fast enough that the ring should have gone over.
He tossed the ring overboard.
He knew it should have gone over.
But it was still there, in the corner of his boat. He blinked at it, wondering if he was seeing things. He slowed down and stopped the boat just long enough to step away from the helm and pick up the ring.
Sure enough, the ring was there in the corner of the boat. Drew stared at it. He wondered if it was possible that his muscle memory had failed him. He figured it could've been his fault for not aiming properly or throwing hard enough, but it all felt weirder than that.
He wondered what would happen if he tossed it into the water now that the boat was still. It crossed his mind that there might actually be an imaginary force field that would just hold the ring in the boat. He was about to give it a shot. He reared back with every intention of throwing the ring overboard again. But just before he let it go, he caught sight of someone sitting on a dock in the distance. It looked to be a woman.
He knew what he had to do the instant he saw her. It was one of those times in life where he knew what his next move was without even thinking about it. Drew would give this ring to a stranger instead of wasting it at the bottom of West Bay.
She was a long way off, but Drew