Drowning Lessons (A Red Frog Beach Mystery - Book 1) by Rachel Neuburger Reynolds

Author:Rachel Neuburger Reynolds [Neuburger Reynolds, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22: Alone in Paradise

Mariposa del Mar was a like a ghost town when I returned; everyone else still drunk in the rainforest bar after swinging around like little silver faced capuchin monkeys. War-torn and filthy, I let one of the bartenders scurry over to the water taxi to help me onto solid ground.

It was a basic kindness that touched me to the core, and I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I didn’t need help walking, but it hurt. The folks at Red Frog Beach had helped me patch it up, though the whole incident had left me exhausted. Josh would be back with the rest of the party eventually, hopefully collecting more intel than me.

I accepted the comfort as he escorted me down the dock and through the restaurant to a lounge chair. A waiter came over with a Soberana beer and a plate of warm plantain chips. I felt a nap coming on, under the detached supervision of the Mariposa staff.

Am I kidding myself that I’ll be able to sleep?

“Hey, I wondered where you went,” Migs called over to me, as he swam over to the lounge.

He pulled himself out of the calm sea and shook the excess water out of his hair, waiting for the sun to dry his fit body. It was something right out of a bad romance novel, with his shimmering pecs and mischievous green eyes inviting but the wrong choice.

He frowned looking at my ankle. “Wowie, zowie. That’s not good. What happened?”

I left it at, “I fell. I’m not quite the essence of grace today.”

Or, let’s face it, any day…

“There are more important things than grace. Let me get that cleaned up for real.”

Blood had already started soaking through the bandage they had patched me up with at Red Frog Beach. He held his hand out for me to take. “I’ve got beer and sun at my cabin. There’s nothing to fear, kitten.”

His eyes were… new grass green or, like dancing emeralds shimmering in the light of the discotheque? I couldn’t get it right.

“How would you describe the shade of your eyes?”

“Just green...”

I took his hand and followed him to the room, part of me proud that the staff might think he was taking me to his cabin for more than a first aid consultation. His cabin was exactly like the rest of them, but his was now filled with newly replaced photographic equipment, half of it still in unopened boxes.

He walked through to the deck, “I must admit, I’d kind of like to pretend this didn’t show up yet. Using my iPhone was liberating.”

He took my foot, propping it up on the small table. He unwrapped the towel from my ankle, displaying the mess.

“Tell me it’s not as bad as it looks?” I squeaked out.

“Ouch. Well, it doesn’t look deep, I think. No, it may be positively deep, but I’ll clean it up.” He returned to the deck minutes later with wet warm towels and a first aid kit. “You might want to go to town and see a doctor.

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