got
the impression that Ethan was anything but boring. Though common
sense was telling her to stay away, she found herself intrigued by
him and hoping that he would be there again tonight. Even if he was
there, that was no guarantee he would talk to her again, today
might have been only a fluke. He may have just been watching the
game and looking to pass the time with some idle conversation.
Her fingers twitched as she smoothed the
front of her dress and tried to get her nerves under control. She
felt as jumpy as a cricket, she wasn't sure she could stand still
long enough to carry on a conversation with him even if she did see
him again. Ugh, she was an idiot, she decided as she brushed her
hair over her shoulder and turned away from the mirror. Grabbing
her purse from the queen-sized bed, she tossed the strap onto her
shoulder. The cheerful yellow of the room calmed her nerves and
brightened her mood as she made her way to the door and stepped
into the narrow hallway.
Jill and Mandy were already in the kitchen,
even over the noise of the blender, she could hear Jill singing
Buffalo Soldier at the top of her lungs. All the windows in the
house, and the sliding patio door had been opened to allow the
ocean breeze to flow inside. It was refreshing as it tickled over
her skin and brought with it the smell of the hibiscus growing just
outside the doorway. Emma stepped into the small kitchen as Mandy
shut the blender off and began to pour the red liquid into three
different glasses. Over Mandy's shoulder, she could see the cotton
candy pink house next door through the window above the sink.
"What's in it?" she inquired as Mandy handed
her a glass of the blended concoction.
"A little bit of everything," Mandy
answered.
Emma's nose wrinkled as she sniffed at the
drink but the sip she took tasted delicious. "Are you ready to go?"
Jill inquired. Her braids clacked as she bounced on her toes and
danced around the kitchen. Thankfully, she had stopped butchering
Bob Marley but she was beginning to hum some other tune that Emma
did not want to hear.
Emma took a big gulp of her drink in order to
get rid of it before Jill launched into her newest rendition of an
unsuspecting reggae song. One drunken night a guy had told Jill
that she should be on The Voice in an attempt to get in her pants.
Jill hadn't left with him, but that night had been the closest she
and Mandy had ever come to choking Jill when she'd continued to
sing, loudly and badly, until three o'clock in the morning.
Thankfully, sobriety had brought sanity with it, but Jill still
loved to belt out her out of tune songs.
The cold rushing to her head caused Emma to
wince. She placed the glass down and rubbed at her temples in an
attempt to ease the headache the chill had caused. "Ready," she
muttered.
Jill looped her arm through Emma's and took
hold of Mandy's. "Let's go then!" she said excitedly.
"We're not going to see the wizard, Jill,"
Mandy said with a laugh as she extricated her arm from Jill's.
"I think someone has a crush." Emma tried to
keep her tone airy and teasing but she knew she failed
miserably.
"No, I don't," Jill protested. "I'm just
looking to have some fun. Really I don't," she insisted at Emma's
pointed look.
Jill smiled even more as she exchanged a look
with Mandy. Emma felt a trickle of foreboding slide down her spine
as she got the distinct feeling they were plotting against her. The
thought drifted away though as they walked down the hill to the
small bar on the beach. She tried not to let excitement get the
best of her, but she found herself eagerly hoping that he was
there.
Her excitement faded when they stepped into
the nearly empty building. Jill's face scrunched up, her shoulders
slumped as she headed over to a table next to the open windows. The
tangy sea breeze picked up strands of her hair as Emma settled next
to the window and placed her order.
The waiter had just turned away when the door
opened and Ethan stepped inside with the