How to Honeymoon Alone

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They learn to know each other, their friendship slowly grows before evolving to something romantic. Thirty minutes later, my little underwater camera is full. I climb up onto the platform, sea droplets sluicing off me. He looks out over the waves and doesn’t answer me. It had been a guess. It could have been any kind of couple’s trip, really, but his silence…

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So, are you actually scoping out the island for a future movie shoot or something?” he asks. “Was the honeymoon thing a ruse? Tell me the truth. You’re really undercover.”

The following story contains mature themes, strong language, and explicit scenes, and is intended for mature readers.

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His focus shifts to me, jaw clenched tight. But then his eyes clear in recognition. “Hello, Eden. I didn’t see you.” That was awesome,” I say. He might be the surliest and richest workaholic I’ve ever met, but even he can’t say anything snarky about swimming with ocean giants. Phillip clears his throat. It breaks me out of my thoughts, and I look across the table to see him extending a hand. I’m on my second glass of mango juice when I finally spot him. He walks through the breakfast bar with a single-minded purpose, stopping at the coffee station.

I was playing along,” Phillip says. “Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten your seven years of karate. Or your can of pepper spray. How did you get that through customs?” I’ve got another thing for two planned this afternoon. If you’re interested.” He inclines his head to my lounge chair, eyes briefly flitting from my bare legs to the bikini top. “Unless you’ve got an important date with the sun planned.” His eyes flash to mine, but then he sighs. “Yes, but not as much, and with a much nicer view. Chicago this time of year is… well.”

How to Honeymoon Alone - Olivia Hayle

I’m abroad, I think, and no one can take that away from me. The magic is right here. It’s in the new experiences, the calm ocean, and the sandy beaches. I just need to reach out and grab it. No, you’re going to eat dinner at that luscious-looking hotel restaurant, you’re going to enjoy the warm weather, and afterward, you can reward yourself by watching old reruns in your room.” I carefully lay my towel beside him and sit down cross-legged. In a bikini. Don’t think about it, I tell myself. What he might think or not think about me doesn’t matter.

Only about half of the evenly spaced lounge chairs spread across the white-sand beach appear to be occupied. Without my sunglasses, however, I wouldn’t be able to see a thing thanks to the bright sunlight bathing everything in sight. The water is clear and turquoise, and just this side of choppy. It’s the first day I’ve seen the sea as anything but a mirror of perfection. You can read any of the books as standalones, because each book follows a new couple. But if you ask me? This is my personal preference... Aren’t all writers?” she asks, and the line goes dead. I’m still smiling when I trudge up the white sand to the pool area. Oh, no. It was for the best. Good riddance and all that. But I couldn’t not go on a pre-planned, pre-paid holiday, you know? Especially not when it’s my dream destination.” Yeah. He’s hot. And absolutely nothing like my ex, or any of the guys I’ve had crushes on before Caleb.