I made a humming noise that meant I didn’t care, and he lounged beside me. I didn’t open my eyes from behind my dark shades, but I recognized his voice easily enough. “Mind if I join you, Bee?” Damien asked in his heavy Australian accent. It had been the cause of an unusual new tension that had sprung up between us.Ī different figure loomed over me a moment later, casting a shadow as it hovered near the seat that Stephan had just vacated. And for some odd reason, Stephan felt obliged to answer his calls. He would call Stephan after failing to get ahold of me. If I hadn’t been sure my text was from James, I was now. He sighed heavily from his lounge chair beside me, then rose, heading into the hotel bar that was nearest the pool. Just seconds later, I heard the Kings of Leon song that served as Stephan’s ringtone begin to play. I reached down to the concrete below my pool lounge chair, gripped my phone, and held down the off button until it powered off. I needed to remember to keep it in the off position. My phone chimed that I had a new text message, and I winced again. I was fit enough to work now, but I still got occasional reminders of what had happened to me when I moved or breathed just wrong. It had been over a month now since I’d sustained my injuries. I was trying to enjoy basking in the Miami sun, but I was still a little sore.
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