Honeymooning With the Enemy by Tabitha Bree

Author:Tabitha Bree [Bree, Tabitha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-09-21T04:00:00+00:00

Storm is quiet for the entire ride back to Philipsburg and barely looks at me while we board the cruise ship. I’m dying to get her alone again so we can pick up where we left off, so I can pull her from whatever mental rabbit hole she’s going down right now. But even when we get to the door of our room, she tells me she’s going straight to the bar.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’ll shower later.”

“You don’t want to get changed first?” I ask. Man, she really doesn’t want to be alone with me.

Did I read that kiss all wrong?

“I’m just really hungry,” she says, shrugging in her summer dress, the top tight against her breasts from her wet bikini underneath. “I didn’t eat much at lunch.”

“Ok… well, I’ll come with you.”

A look I can’t read flashes across her face.

“I mean… if that’s… okay?” I clarify.

“Why wouldn’t it be?” She gives me a tight smile and turns on her heel. I leave our door locked, following her like a sad puppy dog.

We end up at the same casual bar I went to alone on night one, but instead of sitting at the bar, we pick a table in the center. Or should I say, she picks a table at the center. No chance for privacy; a subtle hint to keep my distance, perhaps? I sigh, falling into the chair across from her and picking up the menu.

I can sense her gaze, but every time I look up, her eyes have flicked back down to the menu held in front of her face.

“The cheeseburgers are good,” I say, not even remotely interested in eating right now. “I had one on the first night.”

“Cool.” She nods.

When the server comes over, we order two cheeseburgers and Storm gets a Pina Colada. I’m going to stick with beer tonight.

Without the cover of our menus, it’s painfully awkward. We don’t even have our phones to keep us distracted because we agreed to leave them in our room this morning—a day off the grid and all that. But now more than ever I wish I had a newsfeed to scroll through.

Storm leans back in her chair, pretending to be fascinated by her nail cuticles, even though I know she’s just searching for any reason not to look at me.

“Listen, if I crossed a line when we were swimming before…” I start, lost for where to go with the rest of the sentence.

Storm looks up a me, a crease between her brows.

“Anyway, we can just pretend it never happened.”

“Oh,” she says, looking back at her nails. “Fine.”

“I didn’t mean to make it awkward between us.”

“Honestly Tanner, it’s fine,” she says again. “You don’t need to spell it out for me. You made it perfectly clear the other night when we had drinks.”

Now it’s my turn to push creases into my forehead. “What?”

Storm sighs. “Look, I don’t know what happened today, but you don’t have to worry about it. I was just a stupid girl back in high school with my wires crossed.

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