She doesn’t have to, though, because I’m pretty sure we’re both thinking the same thing.Exhaling, I look down at our phones on the floor beside us.The screen on mine lights up again, and I reluctantly bend to pick it up, breathing a sigh of relief when I see the text messages and who they’re from.
“Is it...?”Daisy asks.
“No,” I reply, chuckling as I turn the phone to her and show her the picture of Kai and Eli, already out drinking with some girls.
Daisy glances at the screen, the relief on her face obvious, even as she grins, shaking her head at the image.“Jesus, they didn’t waste any time, did they?”
“Nope,” I reply, dropping my phone to the floor again.“And neither are we,” I add before I grab her around the waist and haul her against me, carrying her down to the bathroom, relieved that asshole hasn’t invaded another moment of ours.
The morning sunglows its gorgeous light through the slats in the blinds, letting in the sunshine that blankets the island daily.There’s no other place I’d rather live than here, and it’s even better waking up with Miles next to me.
It feels like it’s been forever since we’ve been out on the water in the morning.Our time has been consumed with working on the cottage and now the bakery.
I miss it, and since I’m not working at the bar until this evening, we should be able to get an hour or so out on the water.
When I lived with Sloane and Alana, it was pretty much the first thing we did in the morning, mostly because Alana was training for Maui Pipe.Now she’s just out there living her dream, surfing as a professional.It’s still hard to believe that not only is she doing what she loves, but all of us have found our way to something that brings us so much happiness.
Sloane and Owen living together; she’s about to graduate college, something that is unheard of given her past.Nate and Sage—who would have ever thought he’d be happy after Mitch’s death?But when Sage walked into his life, everything changed.And Alana and Flynn are literally living every surfer’s dream, traveling around surfing the best waves as professionals.
I let out a hard sigh, trying to wrap my head around all of this.In less than six months, my entire life will change.The bakery will be open.Miles and I will have been back together for over a year and running a business we once dreamed about.
It’s all unreal.
“You alright?”Miles asks groggily.
“It was a happy sigh,” I tell him, curling into the side of his body, feeling the warmth of him against my skin.“What do you have planned today?Want to get out on the water this morning?”
“I have plans,” he responds almost immediately, and I look up at him, knitting my brows together.
“Plans?”
“Yeah, plans, so we gotta get moving.I need to go pick up my dad’s truck and the trailer.”
I’m now fully sitting up, staring at Miles because he obviously has something big planned, and I have no idea what it is.
Yesterday we talked about working on the bakery, finishing up demo so the crew can get in there and get started.We even set an opening date last night, and not being able to finish demo today could push that date back.
“We have a timeline.What do you have planned?If we don’t finish demo…”
He laughs, a deep throaty chuckle as he shakes his head.Reaching up he tucks a few strands of loose hair behind my ear, letting his fingers trail softly over my cheek.
“Daze, I’ve got everything under control.Kai and Owen are coming by to finish demo so we can do this.”
“Do what?”I press, questioning him more since he’s being very vague.“We don’t really have time to be fucking around with adventures and shit.The damn bakery is our adventure.”
Again, Miles laughs, enjoying how riled up I’m getting.While I’m so damn excited about it all, I’m also nervous as hell, afraid we’ll miss deadlines.It isn’t just about the construction end of it.We have permits to secure, a business license, health department stuff.The list feels endless at times, and even though I wanted to go surfing early, it would have only been for an hour.Who knows what Miles has planned.
Sometimes it feels like he’s just way too relaxed about everything.I guess that’s why we work.He has no worries, the typical Hawaiian surfer, living on island time and giving no fucks, and then there’s me, out here worrying that we won’t get everything done.
“How about you get dressed, and we can get on the road right away?”It’s a suggestion given without any more detail.
“Fine, I’ll get dressed, but just know I’m not really happy about your secret-keeping,” I tell him with a sour look on my face that only makes him laugh.
“Daze, you really are a stubborn pain in the ass, you know that, right?”He’s pulling on a pair of boardshorts, tying them off as he then reaches for a t-shirt.
“But you love me,” I quip back, pursing my lips, and he walks over, kissing me quickly.Swatting me on the ass, he tells me to get moving.
An hour later, we have Tanner’s truck with the trailer attached, and Miles is on his way, still holding firm to not telling me where we’re going.
