Single for the Summer: The perfect feel-good romantic comedy set on a Greek island by Mandy Baggot

Author:Mandy Baggot [Baggot, Mandy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ebury Publishing
Published: 2017-07-26T18:30:00+00:00

Thirty-eight

Paleokastritsa

‘It says in my guidebook that the monastery is called Theotokos.’

Sonya’s words were almost whipped away by the breeze as Andras motored around tight turns up the side of another mountain en route to their destination. The open-top Jeep had been fine when they had left Kalami and taken a slow, steady saunter along bamboo-lined roads, staggering views from every vantage point, but now the almost hairpin bends were back and Andras had ramped up the pace.

‘And apparently there are six beaches,’ Sonya continued. ‘I thought it was a little place. It looks little on the map.’

‘Yes,’ Andras called over the engine and the wind. ‘It is small but it has many beautiful coves and beaches.’

‘Which one did we meet on?’ Tess teased, looking across at him.

‘Maybe we can decide today,’ he suggested. ‘So we are prepared should there be any more questions.’

‘Ooo, we could make up your whole story!’ Sonya announced. ‘And take photos, like evidence.’

Tess now wished she hadn’t mentioned the backstory Andras had created on that first night. And Sonya was becoming way to obsessed with the word ‘evidence’ since Joey’s hotel check-in on Facebook.

‘We are here,’ Andras said, pulling the Jeep to a stop.

‘This is the monastery already?’ Sonya asked, already opening the car, eyes ahead of them as if she was taking it all in.

‘Yes,’ Andras answered.

‘So do monks actually really live here or is it just some kind of museum?’ Tess inquired.

‘There are real monks,’ Andras answered, getting out of the car and putting on his sunglasses. ‘And I should have thought …’

‘Thought what?’ She got out of the car and shut the door behind her.

‘You will not be able to go in dressed like that.’

Tess looked down at the cream cotton sundress she was wearing. It was a bargain ASOS purchase with a plaited belt with gold bits on the end, simple but stylish. What was wrong with it?

‘You cannot show too much … skin … in front of the monks,’ Andras stated.

Sonya let out a giggle. ‘Will I be OK?’ She twerked her Capri-pants clad bottom.

‘I’m wearing a perfectly acceptable dress,’ Tess said, following Andras towards the entrance.

‘It is too short,’ Andras said.

‘Says who?’

‘Says the monks,’ Andras replied. ‘I don’t make the rules.’

‘Well,’ Tess said. ‘Should I take it off then?’

‘No,’ he answered quickly. ‘They will give you something.’

‘Oh, Tess, look at these views. Take a photo of me. The trees are so green and the sea is so …’

‘Blue?’ Tess offered.

‘Well, I know it’s cheesy but yes it really is. It’s so special.’ Sonya swallowed.

Sonya was melting, on the inside, churning over the things she had previously said she didn’t want to think about. Tess put an arm around her friend’s shoulders. ‘Andras can take a photo of us.’

‘Of course,’ he answered readily.

Andras couldn’t help but smile at Tess. She was wearing a grey and neon-green, elephant-patterned pleated skirt that touched her ankles and a bright orange cardigan. The monks had taken exception to her dress and made a good job of finding her the most ill-fitting cover-ups they had.

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