Beach Thing by DL White

Author:DL White
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: DL White

11

Ameenah

“Bye, bye!”

Dionne waved to the twins that toddled out of the shop, each sucking on a sippy cup full of fruit smoothie, followed by their parents drinking full sized versions of the same. Wade and I stood to the side and watched them all walk out of the door and head down the sidewalk.

The couple and their adorable boy and girl had been on the island for a week, enjoying the end of a long summer break before both returned to their teaching jobs in South Carolina. This time of day, they’d be headed to story time at the library.

“I’d better be heading out, too. I’ll see you later?” Wade bent to kiss me, his lips tasting faintly of orange.

“I’ll come by after yoga. She’s making me go tonight.” I rolled my eyes toward the front of the room where Dionne was rinsing the blender carafe and putting away the ingredients she’d used to make the last smoothie.

“You’ve been saying you wanted to come to yoga since I started here,” she said, holding the handle of a plastic container. “It’s been a month… it’s time.”

Across the front of the counter, a cooler held bins of sliced fruit. Part of what I did several times a day, that Dionne had taken over, was slicing fruit, pulling juice from the freezer, making sure I had enough protein or energy powder for those who liked a smoothie that packed more of a punch.

“I don’t remember asking to be dragged there tonight.”

“Is this going to turn into a catfight? Wrestling with frozen fruit? If so, I can stick around.”

“Get out of here, with your perverted self.” I swatted Wade on the ass and pushed him toward the door.

“Can’t blame me for wanting to be entertained.” He turned to drop another kiss on my lips. “I’m going, since ya’ll not gonna throw down. See you in a bit.”

I waved as he walked out, then stepped outside the door and watched the muscles in his back ripple under his shirt until he turned the corner, out of sight. When I walked back into the shop, Dionne’s eyes were moving between me and the sharp knife she was using to slice strawberries.

“Things seem to be getting kind of serious.”

“Oh, not really.” I picked up some scraps from a few tables and pushed a few chairs in. “We’re nowhere near serious.”

“Could have fooled me,” she said, sliding a handful of cut berries into its container, then capping it with the lid. “The way ya’ll sat at that table—” She cut her eyes to the table Wade and I had shared for the hour he was in the shop. “And made eyes at each other and talked and laughed and held hands… basically caked like a couple of teenagers, ech. Looked serious to me.”

“That’s not serious, Dionne. It’s just cute.”

“Okay.” She jammed a fist into her hip and shifted her weight to one foot. “Not serious? Where were you the night before last?”

“Uhmmm…” I rolled my eyes to the ceiling, trying to remember.

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