Chapter 613

• Being sober at some point had been the plan, but as the day wore on, the men kept drinking beers. They had swum, headed to the private beach he’d taken Emma to, played a little netball, ran around like kids for a while, and ate nonstop most of the afternoon.
• He had kept checking his watch, wondering what she was doing and hoping she was having a good time with Leila. Not that he should worry, Leila was a good-time girl and sweet enough to make Emma feel right at home. He just wished she was here right now. He missed her.
• He was too drunk to drive the speed boat ashore when the day drew on and had the ship’s crew taxi them instead, Emma had been gone all day, and he had quelled the urge to call her and text her a dozen times. The merrier he had got, the stronger the desire to have her right here in his arms, beside him with that intoxicating little face and perfect smell.