One Summer in Santorini by Sandy Barker

Author:Sandy Barker [Sandy Barker]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollinsPublishers
Published: 2019-05-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I wasn’t wearing my watch, so when I arrived back at the boat I had no idea what time it was – late, I guessed. I crossed the gangplank cautiously. I didn’t want to fall between the boat and the dock for two reasons – I wanted to avoid drowning, and I didn’t want to wake the family. I made it across without doing either, stepping onto the deck of the boat as lightly as I could.

‘Hey,’ came a soft voice from the top deck of the boat. Josh was silhouetted against the moonlight.

‘Hey,’ I replied just as softly. Had he been waiting up for me? I remembered thinking earlier in the night that he might, but still, it surprised me.

‘Fun night?’ he asked.

‘Yes.’ I didn’t know what else to say. Had he seen me at the end of the pier with James? Oh god! Did he see the kiss?

A moment went by in silence – a big, fat moment. ‘Goodnight,’ I said, for want of anything better to say. I was still basking in the euphoria of kissing James.

I wasn’t ready to deal with my feelings for Josh. I ducked below deck and heard a quiet, ‘Goodnight,’ in return.

I tiptoed across the dining nook, knowing that every tiny sound was amplified on the small boat. I didn’t want to disturb anyone, especially not Hannah. I slowly turned the knob to our cabin and saw that she was asleep on the bottom bunk – my bunk. She seemed completely out of it, which I was glad for, but I was going to have to break out some pretty impressive manoeuvres to get over her and into the top bunk without waking her up.

I slipped into the small bathroom and washed up as quickly and quietly as I could. Moonlight pooled in through the ceiling hatch, and I caught sight of myself in the mirror. I looked – what? Happy, I looked happy. I eased the bathroom door open and stood beside the bunks for a moment, trying to work out my course.

I figured if I put my foot on the edge of the lower bunk and swung up and over Hannah, who was now lying spread-eagle across it, I might make it without disturbing her. I cursed the last glass of brandy and how tipsy I was, but holding on to the edge of the top bunk for leverage, I executed my plan flawlessly. I looked down at Hannah; she hadn’t even stirred. Either I was uber stealthy, or she was uber out of it.

I lay back on the bunk and thought back over my night with James. No one was going to believe this story when I told them; it sounded made up.

*

The next morning, the sun was a less than welcome sight. My eyes hurt when I tried to open them, and my head hurt when I tried to lift it off the tiny pillow.

‘Good morning, sunshine,’ crowed a cheery Hannah, as she stepped out from our bathroom.

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