Instead of racing side-by-side, they started at opposite ends of the U-shaped course. It took five minutes to meet in the middle, at the tire run, and by then Logan was soaked with sweat. It felt good to hustle, though, and it was a lot of fun to watch Tori jiggle her way through the different obstacles. He gave her a good boost up the wall, so she only had to pull herself up three handholds to get to the top. And she beat his time at the crawl under the net, handily.
“I’m super bendy,” she whispered as they hustled up the ramp to the last obstacle.
He’d noticed. And appreciated that fact very much.
The final challenge was a leap into the air, ringing a bell suspended over a large inflated bouncy pad to land on. They had to do it one at a time, and Logan went first, his fingers easily whacking against the bottom of the bell before he piked his legs up and landed on his butt.
After he rolled out of the way, he cheered Tori on as she did the same thing, her arms stretched high in the air, her legs pointed below her. She landed on her side, the bell still ringing merrily above her as she tucked into a ball.
And then Mick and Brayden appeared above them on the platform.
“Hey guys,” she said sweetly, smiling up at them. “I guess you want me to get out of your way?”
“We like her,” Cara called out from where they’d been watching. “A lot. Hey, do you guys want to stay for dinner?”
And they did. They spent the whole evening at Villa Sucre. The back verandah, strung with white lights, turned into an intimate discotheque, complete with the latest Caribbean dance music courtesy of Arielle’s phone and a wireless set of speakers.
Everyone danced. Cara showed Tori how to move her hips like an island girl, then she tried it out with Brayden, and then Daphne, and finally Logan.
He was half-drunk on mojitos and fully drunk on Victoria.I love you so fucking much, he wanted to tell her, but there would be time for that later.
When a slow song came on, he settled for wrapping her in his arms and whispering, “This has been the best day of my life.”
