want to wait for me outside. I’ll be right there.”
Her gaze dropped automatically to the sheet covering me, lingering there for a second before she jerked it away. “Don’t take too long.”
Swiping the blackout drapes away from the window with her arm, she didn’t look back before practically running from the room. Once it was safe to get up without showing off my raging fucking hard-on, I scrubbed my hands over my cheeks and willed my body to get over it.
Thankfully, after thinking about nothing but sea urchins and the severe injuries they can cause while brushing my teeth and changing into swimming trunks, I was finally ready to go. Lindsay was standing on the small patio outside the bungalow, facing the ocean and leaning with her shoulder against a pillar.
Her arms were crossed loosely over her chest and her expression was thoughtful. Intentionally not taking the time to check her out in that ridiculous fucking scrap of a bikini, I strode past her and tossed her a grin over my shoulder.
“You’re burning daylight, Flinn. Swim now. Think later.”
She pushed off the wall and rolled her eyes when she caught up to me. “As if I’m the one burning daylight. What are our plans for the day anyway? You couldn’t seriously have meant it when you said we’re flying by the seat of our pants.”
“Oh, I meant it.” We passed the hedges to the beach, the sand soft and still cool beneath our feet. “Whenever we see an opportunity, we’re going to take it. Until something comes up, we’re just going to do whatever we feel like. Right now, I feel like a swim in the ocean.”
“What if I feel like coffee?”
I glanced at her when she stopped walking. “If you feel like coffee, go get some coffee. The dining room does breakfast as well. I’m sure they’re open by now.”
“Want anything?” she asked after chewing on her lip for a few beats. “Breakfast is included and we haven’t really made use of it so far. We might as well eat before we get stuck doing nothing on an empty stomach.”
“We’re not going to do nothing. I’m going for a swim and you’re going to get breakfast. That’s something, right?”
“I guess.” She released her lip and gave me a cheeky smile. “I have some ideas for later in the day if you need any help. In the meantime, do you want anything for breakfast?”
“If they let you take food away, I’ll have a ton of bacon and a coffee. Thanks.”
“Coming right up.” She started to turn away from me, pausing at the last second to add, “I’ll put something healthy on the plate too. I wouldn’t want you having a heart attack on our honeymoon, baby bear.”
“Baby bear, huh?” I rubbed the stubble underneath my chin. “I don’t like that one either, but I can live with it.”
Melodic laughter rang out after her when she completed her turn and headed off to the restaurant. She took her time before coming back juggling a plate piled high with crispy bacon, one piece of lettuce on the side, and two takeout cups of coffee.
When I saw her walking back to the beach, I swam to the shore to meet her and took the plate and a mug off her hands. She eyed my wet trunks before sitting down. “You’re going to be covered in sand. You should’ve just let me bring a towel.”
I dragged my hands through my hair to slick it back and keep it from dripping into my food while I ate. I lowered myself down beside her without a second thought. “I’ll be okay. It’s just sand. It’ll come off when it dries. Where did you find the lettuce?”
“It was garnish on one of the platters of cold meats. Told you I’d bring you something healthy.” Her eyes shone with amusement. “I’m all about taking good care of my husband.”
“You’re the best, angel face.” I grinned and popped a piece of bacon into my mouth, chewing while she moved her lips from side to side.
“I can live with that one if you can live with baby bear.” She flicked a hand up and pointed at the signs of life starting up all around the beach. “Should we have a look around at the available activities?”
I looked over in the direction of the cabanas she gestured toward. My gaze snagged on the nearest one. “No need. That sign says parasailing, so we’ll start with that and see what happens after.”
“Parasailing?”