Page 11 of Come Sail Away

At the car, she held out a drink to him. “Soda?”

“Oh yes, thanks.” He took a long pull on the straw as he opened the car door for her, and then hustled to the driver’s side and climbed in, setting his drink in the cup holder. “Sorry about that craziness,” he said, starting the Camaro and driving out of the lot.

Harper pressed her back into the seat, watching him. “Do you get that a lot?”

He shrugged. “Yeah. It comes with the job.”

She imagined so, but good heavens; she couldn’t deal with the total invasion of privacy. “Better you than me.”

Sully gave a haphazard grin. “I guess I’ve become immune to it.”

“I had the resort pack us lunches while you were getting ready, but I forgot about extra drinks.”

“Mmm, a picnic sounds perfect.”

A twinkle lit his eyes. “I thought so, too.”

Those silly butterflies fluttered in her tummy again. She forced her attention to the scenery as they drove. The island was a mixture of classy old town and elegant high-end buildings.

They drove on, and he pointed out the sights. They passed a very upscale residential area, much like they’d both grown up in, with gorgeous waterfront properties.

“Do you get home often?” she asked.

“I try to visit a couple times a year,” he said. “How about you?”

She shook her head. “Nah. I should. But my mom and I don’t get along. She’s still into trying to turn me into a younger version of herself. All vogue and social butterfly and stuff.”

When they came to a place called Pleasure Point, Sully pulled into the parking area overlooking the Gulf and put the car in neutral. “This is another pretty spot.”

She looked out over the water. “It really is… Know anything about its name?”

“No, but I can imagine.” His lips spread into an infectious smile as he reached over and took her hand.

She wet her lips and smiled back a little nervously. Something fluttered inside her.

He smoothed his thumb over her ring finger. “You’re not married?”

“No. Only to my work.”

He nodded. “I know what that’s like.”

She tore her gaze from his and focused on the boats coming in and out of the harbor in the distance. “I suppose you do. But there have to be a lot of people in your life given your business, going on tour and all.”

“I guess there are. But I haven’t met ‘the one.’”

Harper wondered what kind of girl would win Sully McGlamery’s heart. She felt a pang in the pit of her stomach at the thought of him with someone else. And with it came an unreasonable yearning to find the right person, too. What would life be like with him?

Oh psh. Now she was entering fantasyland.

He lifted her hand and kissed the back of it, then let it go. “I’m getting hungry, and our lunch spot is back at the other end of the island.”

As he put the car in gear, she placed her left hand in her right, touching where his lips had lingered. It probably meant nothing to him, but for her… It had set her on fire.

“I’m getting somewhat hungry myself,” she said. Only he didn’t know her hunger was for him, not food.

No, no, no.Not high school all over again,she scolded herself.

As they drove, she watched the same lovely places fly by and tried to take more interest in the scenery outside the car than inside it. Geez, she’d never,everimagined she’d be alone for two days with Sully McGlamery.