Belize: Bad Boys on the Beach Book Two Read Online Free

ever seen them talk.
    He’s tall with dark features on his dull but okay looking face.
    “So Matt,” I say, interrupting his stare down with the palm tree. “It’s going to be nice to get to know you over the week. Are you from Buffalo?”
    “Yup,” he says, nodding.
    “Have you ever been to Belize before?” I ask, trying desperately to make conversation.
    He looks at me with confusion on his vacuous face. “Is that a new club?”
    “No,” I say, looking at him sideways. “Belize. The country that we’re in.”
    His forehead wrinkles as he stares at me even more confused than before.
    “The country that we’re vacationing in right now. Belize.”
    He shrugs. “Never heard of it.”
    Julia hugs him and smiles at me. “Ten inches, Cynthia,” she whispers when Matt the bartender turns back to his captivating palm tree. “Ten inches!”
    I roll my eyes and look around the resort. Julia is my best friend but she fits right into the Tinder generation. She loves her hookups.
    I give it a week before she gets bored with Matt and moves on. I just wish their soon to be doomed relationship didn’t have to blossom right before this trip. Then I wouldn’t be stuck with the crazy horny cat lady.
    We get to the front of the line and the pretty hostess walks us through the spectacular restaurant. There’s a marlin the size of a canoe mounted on the wall over the tables of sunburnt tourists.
    “Mm, lobster,” Julia says as we pass a tank of live lobsters. My heart sinks as I see the poor guys trapped in there, wondering what the hell happened to their ocean paradise.
    Tanya is standing at a large table waving us over. She looks so cute in her pink skirt and white tank top. Ethan really is lucky to have landed a girl like her.
    The hostess smiles as she shows us the table and tells us to enjoy our meals. I take a quick look around the table of twenty or so people in our group and it’s all couples. Fuc k. I pull out a chair and slide onto it with a thickness in my throat.
    At least I have my people around me. Tanya and Ethan are in front of me with Mr. and Mrs. Prentis sitting on my left. Julia sits on my right with Matt sitting beside her. Luckily, there’s no room for Ophelia anywhere within smelling distance. I really don’t need to have an allergic reaction during dinner.
    Ethan straightens his tie and coughs. “You look very pretty Mrs. Prentis,” he says nervously.
    Mr. Prentis frowns. “Are you hitting on my wife?”
    “Dad!” Tanya snips. “Come on!”
    Mr. Prentis opens up his menu and grunts.
    Ethan gulps as he picks up his glass of water. Poor guy is trying to make a good impression on Tanya’s hardass parents. He looks so cute in his tie as he’s fidgeting with the napkin on his lap.
    I try to help him out. “Do you like your room?” I ask Tanya’s parents. “Didn’t Tanya and Ethan chose an amazing resort?”
    Her dad grunts and doesn’t look away from his open menu. “There’s no bible in the night table.”
    Tanya rolls her eyes.
    Her mom smiles. “It’s okay. I brought my own.”
    “So how’s the new job, Tanya?” I ask, trying to change the subject.
    Both Ethan and Tanya stare at me with wide eyes. Tanya subtly shakes her head.
    “The job in a tattoo parlor?” Mr. Prentis says with disgust in his voice. “Might as well be working for the devil.”
    Okay. Zero for two.
    Megan and Lucas show up and look around the table for an open seat. Her hair is a mess and Lucas’ fly is open.
    “Sorry we’re late,” Megan says, sounding out of breath. We had something to take care of first.
    Ugh. I hate newlyweds. So happy all of the time.
    There are only two open spots left and it’s on either side of Ophelia at the end of the table. Now it’s my turn to snicker at her.
    “There are two seats down there,” I say, pointing. “Have fun.”
    Megan sticks her tongue out at me and pulls her husband away towards the empty seats.
    “Where are your parents, Ethan?” Mr. Prentis asks.