RJ Scott & Meredith Russell - Sapphire Cay 01 - Follow The Sun by Follow The Sun

Author:Follow The Sun [Sun, Follow The]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Lucas woke to light flooding the cabin through the various nooks and crannies in the aged wood. The waking hadn’t been sudden, more a delicious stretch and curl into the mattress and the thought of having nowhere to be. Dylan had left; he knew that. Blinking, he realized he couldn’t recall when other than it had been dark. Stretching again, he looked up at the roof and marveled that the thing had survived any of the storms that made their way across this stretch of ocean in hurricane season. The whole structure was a patchwork of wood and iron and both old and new nails. The main struts looked to be tied together with rope, which probably made the whole thing less rigid and more able to withstand the bending breaking forces of nature.

Moving outside, he realized the shack was protected on all sides by natural bluffs of rock, and just a few short steps later, he was back by the body of water Dylan had taken him to last night. The water was mirror-smooth at the edges, and he could see clearly the small wannabe waterfall that fed the natural bowl in the sand. Memories flooded him of the taste of Dylan, of his touch and the confident way that he led him to the water and then back to the shack. Butterflies made themselves known in his stomach and his chest tightened when he recalled each touch.

Following the shoreline, he made it back to the hotel in good time and slipped into his cabin before anyone could see him, if indeed anyone was up. The complex was quiet, although the smell of bacon wafted through the open area and by the silent swimming pool. First order was to get a shower. His skin was crusty with sand and his hair felt coarse with both sand and dried seawater.

The shower was hot, and inch by inch he relaxed into the flow and then rested his head on folded arms against the wall, allowing the water to beat down on his back. The burn of acid in his gut was back, and reluctantly he left the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist and locating his meds in his bag. Two tablets for this, a pill for that, several others as vitamins. Jesus, he was a walking fricking pharmacy. It was time to stop drinking and get on them. He had made it through the wedding, done his bit, drunk the toasts, even loosened up a bit, but now he had to settle the pain.

After dressing casually in Bermuda shorts and a loose purple T-shirt, he paced his room restlessly. Every now and again, he stopped at the room safe. Inside were his netbook and the papers he needed to review. He could even imagine himself opening the safe and pulling out what he needed to work. Tasha would shout at him, but hell, he needed to get the initial review sent back to Municipal before he left Sapphire Cay.

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