up to Juliana, one of our staff who works for Kayden. She’s petite, standing at just barely five feet, and has jet black hair which is pulled up into a tight bun. She's wearing a pair of khaki shorts, a white Polo sleeveless tank, and white flip flops. All of the staff here is dressed in the same attire.
Walking down to us quickly, she stands above us, hands behind her back and smiling warmly, “Yes, ma’am, how may I assist you?”
“Can you make us two hurricanes, please?”
“I will get those made and right back to you immediately. Will that be all?”
Smiling back up at her, I cut in, “Can you bring us a bowl of diced up watermelon also, please? Thank you, Juliana.”
Within a few minutes she’s walking back towards us holding a tray with our hurricanes and bowl of fruit. “If that will be all, I’ll excuse myself to check on your dinner for the evening.”
“Thank you.”
Brooklyn snatches her drink up first. It looks absolutely delicious with reds and orange colors swirling around inside of it, a slice of pineapple on the slide of the glass, and pink umbrellas are the perfect touch. Taking a sip, her eyebrows perk up, and a smile spreads across her face. “Holy shit! Best fuckin’ hurricane ever. ”
After finishing a piece of watermelon, I sip on my straw welcoming the cold crushed ice and fruity liquor into my mouth. I am instantly hit with the taste of liquor. “Wow! These are strong!”
“Hell yeah, I love this place, they don’t hold back on the good stuff. Girl we are going to be plastered by the time the guys finally come in for dinner.”
Won’t we be a sight, staggering around the beach topless with our glasses in hand?
“All I know is tonight, I will not stop trying until I have Dixon in my bed. That piece of shit owes me a good fuck after the way he’s treated me since we came back from LA after your accident.”
“I can’t keep up with you! So will it be just Dixon this weekend? Or you planning on hooking up with Jax, too?”
“Damn u bitch, you’re making me sound like a damn whore. No I don’t plan on sleeping with Jax , but that doesn’t mean I won’t be flirting my ass off with him. Dixon is going to get a piece of his own medicine.” With a look of determination on her face, Brooklyn’s watches the guys out on the water, and chugs down her drink.
Shaking my head, I plop back down on my lounger. I just hope her plan doesn’t backfire and somehow end up ruining my vacation. I need a relaxing weekend more then I need anything else right now.
***
Around seven, we all headed to our rooms to get ready for dinner. We’ll be eating outside on the large deck overlooking the ocean. After a quick shower, I put on a white cotton strapless sundress Kayden laid out for me, and white flip flops. I blow dried my hair and pulled it into a side bun, adding a small white rose hair clip.
Walking out of the bathroom, my eyes fall onto Kayden standing outside on the balcony. He has on a white button up t-shirt, dark khaki cargo shorts, and brown flip flops. He’s resting his hands on the railing and looking out into the ocean.
Walking up behind him, I wrap my arms around his waist, pressing my face against his back. “Ready for dinner?” I ask quietly.
Resting his hands over mine, he lets out a long sigh before finally speaking. “Yes, I am starving; if you’re ready we’ll head down now.”
Turning around and looking down at me, I can’t help but have panic instantly strike me, making my stomach immediately knot up. The sadness in Kayden’s eyes is something I’m not used to seeing. It scares me a little that he hasn’t really talked to me about how he’s dealing with everything. He just constantly focuses on me and how I’m coping. It makes me wonder just how hard all this has been for him.
As I run my hands along his chest, he takes in a sharp breath. Smiling up at him, I rest