Just Say Yes by Phillipa Ashley

Author:Phillipa Ashley [Ashley, Phillipa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780755343324
Google: 1E01AwEACAAJ
Amazon: 1402241437
Goodreads: 2547730
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2008-08-06T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

The evening of the barbecue was gorgeous. Even at eight o’clock, the sun was still bright in the evening sky. Tresco Creek had also heated up considerably in the past few days and Lucy had taken the chance to catch some sun on the beach. Even Fiona had been lured out a few times. At least, reasoned Lucy, if she had to go back to London, she decided she was going to take a tan with her. She felt the sun’s warmth even now on her bare shoulders, tempering the cool breeze blowing in from the sea.

“You’re very quiet,” said Fiona, as they made their way along the estuary toward the sailing club. “Aren’t you looking forward to your special treats from Sara?”

“Oh, absolutely. Can’t wait.”

“Really?”

“Not quite true. There’s still a slim chance of being recognized I suppose, especially if I’m feeling ‘tired and emotional’ and let something slip.”

“You’ll have to stick to water, then,” said Fiona grimly, picking her way over a discarded bikini top.

“Of course,” said Lucy. “I’ll be as blameless as a saint.”

What she didn’t tell Fiona was the way her stomach fluttered; she might have been a teenager again, heading off to a party knowing—hoping—that one particular guy would be there. Even though he probably wouldn’t notice her, even though he was with another girl, she couldn’t stop the bubble of excitement rising in her throat at the thought of him. Which was why she was going to do her very best to keep out of his way.

The flags on the sailing club came into view. Figures were milling about on the terrace. The breeze carried snatches of laughter, the thud of a bass line, and the smell of herbs and charcoal.

“Smells promising,” said Fiona, sniffing the air.

“Definitely scallops and canapés,” replied Lucy firmly as they reached the concrete slipway that led from the parking lot to the sea. “Shall we get into our heels?”

Dropping her straw beach bag on the slipway, she delved inside and hooked her shoes: a pair of black wedges with ties that crisscrossed her calves. Back in the cottage, the wedges had seemed the perfect partner to the halter-neck maxi dress she’d picked up on a trip to the Greek Isles almost exactly twelve months before.

Fiona was slipping on a pair of red vinyl forties-style open-toed shoes that matched her low cut, clingy dress. She’d piled her auburn hair on her head and fixed it with a fake gardenia. Lucy had left her black hair long and natural but had gone for a dusting of bronzing powder and a rosy lip gloss. As she wound the ties of her wedges around her legs, a group of partygoers spilled out of the sailing club, almost all of them wearing shorts and T-shirts.

“Fi…”

“Hmm,” said Fiona, applying an extra coat of cerise lipstick without the benefit of a mirror.

“You don’t think we’re just a tiny bit… overdressed for a beach barbecue, do you?”

Fiona glanced up at the other partygoers spilling out of the entrance to the clubhouse.

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