Page 29 of Secrets on Ice

Cassidy: (Photo of two takeaway coffees sitting on a park bench).

Oh, my goodness, they are out of the apartment, I can’t believe it.

Sully: Where are you?

Cassidy: Central Park. We went for a run.

They went for a run? Wait till Emmett hears this.

Sully: I thought you were couch rotting.

Cassidy: We evolved.

Sully: Proud of you. Any other plans?

Cassidy: Yep, spa and pamper day, we thought we needed it.

Sully: You guys do. Enjoy.

Cassidy: We will. What about you?

Sully: It was a big night last night for the welcome party, so a few sore heads this morning, including mine. But we have a boys’ day on the boat today, which could get interesting.

Cassidy: Ew, nothing worse than going on a boat hungover.

Sully: Should be fun.

Cassidy: Enjoy, talk soon.

The wedding isn't until tomorrow, so everyone is making the most of being here. The catamaran trip started well the other day but ended with Bouch hanging over the side of the boat looking greener than the ocean. Of course, as a good friend, I took a picture of Bouch lying flat on the deck with a towel over his face and sent it to my sister.

Pierre and Issy disappear every chance they get.

Fish spends half his time trying to convince everyone to get on a jet ski, but Issy has requested that the whole wedding party not do any activities that could result in injury before the wedding.

The girls sent me photos of them at the Met, they both looked happy. I’m so glad the two of them are getting out and about and not weeping over their loser exes. I’ve wanted to call Trevor and give him an earful, but Cassidy has asked me not to engage with him, even though I want to punch him in the face.

It’s been nice here on the island, the food has been unbelievable, the drinks have flowed, and the group is having the best time. Pierre and Issy have spared no expense on their wedding, making sure their guests are having a great time. There’s been beach dinners, live music, beers around the fire on the beach, boys’ boat day, spa days, and to cap it all off, the sunsets here don’t even look real they are that colorful.

Sully: This one's for you.

I text my sister the current sunset in front of me and she replies a few minutes later.

Cassidy: (A selfie of Cassidy and Ember at Times Square).

Sully: You really have been getting out.

Cassidy: We have, and we’re having the best time.

Sully: Good. Have fun.

Wedding day arrives, and the resort somehow looks even more incredible than it did a few days ago. White flowers line the aisle as soft music drifts across the beach. The small number of guests begin taking their seats, Evan, Bouch, and Nelly all come and sit with me. While Emmett and Fish sit with the rest of the St. Pierre family. Pierre and Issy chose not to have a bridal party, as it is a small wedding. Except it looks like Frankston is his best man, he sits proudly beside him wearing a blue bow tie around his neck.

"You scrub up all right," Nelly says to me.

"I was about to say the same thing to you boys.” I grin.

Bouch straightens his tie. “Got to make an effort for a legend,” he says.