[Truyện Tiếng Anh] On The Rocks

Author : Alyssa Rose Ivy

I’m all about ‘80s Flashback Fridays on radio stations as long as I don’t have to listen. I love music, but the ‘80s is one decade of tunes that needs to be buried—in a deep hole—and covered over. At least that’s how I felt as I sat in traffic while the sun beat down on me through the window.
My Camry is a great car. I love every little thing about it, except for its malfunctioning radio, and said radio’s impeccable timing of getting stuck on a station at the worst moment. That’s how I came to be singing along to Madonna’s Like a Virgin at the top of my lungs with the windows down as I drove into Corolla, North Carolina. I need to amend my earlier statement; there are a few redeemable songs from that decade.
I hadn’t actually told my brother that I wasing to stay with him. That kind of forewarning would have resulted in him trying to dissuade me from visiting. As cool as Colin was, he had a thing about privacy, especially now that he had a serious girlfriend. He’d been home from Paris less than a month, but I knew he was trying to convince Maddy, the girlfriend, to move in. From what I understood she was resisting. Maddy also happened to be one of my favorite people in the world, so I was trying to be Switzerland in the whole situation. Of course her moving in might make it more likely that they’d get married, which would mean I’d see her for the rest of my life. I guess in that way I was kind of biased.
After getting a few stares from pedestrians, I lowered the volume of both my voice and the radio. There was no reason to annoy the neighbors—even if they were mostly tourists.
I pulled into Colin’s driveway, taking in his gorgeous two story beach house. The place wasn’t actually his. Hispany owned it, but...

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Chapter One

Carly

I’m all about ‘80s Flashback Fridays on radio stations as long as I don’t have to listen. I love music, but the ‘80s is one decade of tunes that needs to be buried—in a deep hole—and covered over. At least that’s how I felt as I sat in traffic while the sun beat down on me through the window.

My Camry is a great car. I love every little thing about it, except for its malfunctioning radio, and said radio’s impeccable timing of getting stuck on a station at the worst moment. That’s how I came to be singing along to Madonna’s Like a Virgin at the top of my lungs with the windows down as I drove into Corolla, North Carolina. I need to amend my earlier statement; there are a few redeemable songs from that decade.

I hadn’t actually told my brother that I was coming to stay with him. That kind of forewarning would have resulted in him trying to dissuade me from visiting. As cool as Colin was, he had a thing about privacy, especially now that he had a serious girlfriend. He’d been home from Paris less than a month, but I knew he was trying to convince Maddy, the girlfriend, to move in. From what I understood she was resisting. Maddy also happened to be one of my favorite people in the world, so I was trying to be Switzerland in the whole situation. Of course her moving in might make it more likely that they’d get married, which would mean I’d see her for the rest of my life. I guess in that way I was kind of biased.

After getting a few stares from pedestrians, I lowered the volume of both my voice and the radio. There was no reason to annoy the neighbors—even if they were mostly tourists.

I pulled into Colin’s driveway, taking in his gorgeous two story beach house. The place wasn’t actually his. His company owned it, but it was still pretty cool.

Nine o’clock at night seemed like a safe time to show up unannounced. It was late enough that even my workaholic brother should have been home, but it was early enough that I wouldn’t interrupt any activities he was having with Maddy. I’d done that before, and Colin was less than thrilled.

Maddy was there. I noticed her bicycle leaning against the garage. I was surprised Colin hadn’t brought it inside. He was very much into keeping the property visually appealing. I know I’m probably painting him in a negative light. I’m not trying to. He’s a great guy, a fantastic brother and all that, but he could be incredibly uptight about some things. Maddy seemed to chill him out and bring out all his good qualities. She needed to stick around. In my defense, I knew he was good for her too. I guess you could say they brought out the best in each other.

I popped the trunk and pulled out a couple of bags. I’d probably over packed, but I didn’t plan to leave for a while. Going home to my parents’ house was out of the question, and now that I had a college diploma, my on-campus apartment was no longer an option. I brought everything I didn’t want to leave in storage. I walked up the steps dragging an oversized duffel and a large rolling suitcase. By the time I reached the top stair I regretted the decision to drag them up myself. Colin could have lifted them and saved me the effort.

I took a deep breath and readied myself before knocking.

The door opened, and Maddy pulled me into a huge hug. “Carly!”

“Hey!” I shared her enthusiasm. I was probably even more excited to see her than I was to see my brother.

Maddy opened the door wider and picked up the duffel. I’d taken two steps into the entryway when Colin walked down the hall.

“Carly?” Wearing only jeans and with wet hair, Colin’s appearance made me doubt my timing analysis. But then again Maddy’s hair was completely dry. Maybe he’d just taken a post-work shower.

“Hey, brother.” I dropped the handle to my suitcase and hugged him before he could respond.

“Uh, why are you in my front hall with all of your belongings?” He looked around the entryway like the walls might provide him with an answer.

“You think this is all my stuff? You did live with me for fourteen years of your life.”

Maddy laughed. “Are you in town for awhile? When we saw you at graduation you said you were planning to stay around campus for the summer.”

“Yeah. Change of plans.” The staying around idea had sounded good until my friend who was supposed to be splitting the rent in an apartment went and got engaged. The trials of being a single twenty-something.

“So you’re here for a few days then?” Colin’s voice lilted a little. He was afraid of my answer.

“Maybe a week—or a month or something.”

“Carly!” Colin turned red. That’s what he always did when he got annoyed.

“What?”

“You know I love you, but you can’t move in here.”

“Why not? You have tons of room.”

“It’s my house.”

“I’ll be good. I was helpful when I was here in December.” The jab probably got him where it hurt. I’d rescued Maddy when he’d stood her up on their three-month anniversary because of work. That should have entitled me to something.

A smile crossed his lips, and I knew he was done fighting. “Fine. You can stay a few days.”

“Awesome!” Maddy popped up on her toes. I’m pretty sure I brought out the giddy, girly side in her. I got the feeling she was usually more reserved. Her current position was as a bartender, but she definitely seemed very type-A personality. That side of her nature mirrored Colin’s.

I edged my way further into the room. “I’m sure you guys already have plans, so I’ll go unpack.”

“Plans? Not exactly.” Maddy reached for the duffel she’d dropped, but Colin went and picked it up along with my suitcase. He moved them easily down the hallway to the guestroom.

He returned a moment later smiling. He could act tough, but he loved seeing me.

“Then what should we do? Want to go out for a drink, or watch a movie or something?” I threw out suggestions, wanting to keep things fun.

Maddy tried to stifle a yawn. “I was thinking about baking something.”

“Baking?” Colin and I asked in unison.

Maddy laughed. “Ok, you two sound related right now. Why are you surprised?”

“You don’t bake,” Colin said matter of factly as he pulled his t-shirt on over his head.

Maddy put a hand on her jean clad hip. “Brody’s teaching me. He’s given up on the cooking, but he thinks I have some ability when it comes to baking. I like it. It’s more of a science.”

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I made myself at home on one of Colin’s couches. “Oh yeah. Brody’s a chef, right?” Brody was one of Maddy’s two roommates. I’d only met him once but he’d seemed cool.

Maddy sat down next to me. “Yeah. He’s amazing. He’s also a good baker, but it’s not his specialty.”

I stretched, I’d spent entirely too long in my car. “Not only do you live with attractive guys, but one can cook. You’re a lucky girl.”

Colin scowled. “And you wonder why I’m frustrated she hasn’t fully moved in yet?”

Maddy gasped. “You told Carly that!”

“Yes. She agreed with me that after months of living together in Paris, this shouldn’t be a big deal.”

“I did not agree.” I turned to Maddy. “Ignore him. What are we baking?”

“Oatmeal raisin cookies.”

“Can’t you make them chocolate at least?” Colin whined but his grin made it clear he wouldn’t have cared if she’d suggested baking liver and onions. He loved having Maddy in his home. I wondered if she realized how much her moving in meant to him.

“I found a great recipe, but I need to run to the store.”

“Oh, can I come?” I might have just spent five hours in the car, but that didn’t mean I wouldn’t tag along.

Colin put a hand on her shoulder. “What do you need to get?”

Maddy smiled. “Raisins, oatmeal.”

Colin laughed. “All right, why don’t we all go? But we’ll have to take your car, Carly. Maddy’s is at her place, and mine only seats two.”

“Or we could take your BMW. You can stay home.”

Colin shook his head. “Nope. It’s a lease.”

“Fine, but I’m not driving.” I tossed him my keys.

He caught them. “All right, do you have enough of a list, babe?”

Maddy stood up. “Yeah. I’m all set.”

“I’m surrounded by crazy girls.” Colin put an arm around each of us, and we headed out the door.

“Yes, but loveable crazy girls.” Maddy kissed him on the cheek.

“Most of the time.” He moved away in time to avoid her hand making contact with his arm.

Maddy refused to let me sit in the backseat, so I reluctantly took the front. There was no reason to argue over something like that. Colin drove down the one major road in town and pulled up in front of a small general store type place. There was a large grocery store in town, but apparently Maddy preferred this family owned market even though it took longer to get to.

Colin met Maddy on her side of the car and took her hand. I probably had a goofy grin on my face. I loved seeing my brother so happy, and it was because of a great girl. At least I could have a normal relationship with one of my siblings.

The surprisingly spacious store was nearly empty. Only an older couple perused the shelves. I didn’t even see anyone at the register. Hopefully they’d get back by the time we finished.

I followed Maddy around as she filled a basket with ingredients.

“Boo!”

I jumped back, turning around and coming face to face with a set of drop-dead gorgeous blue eyes. The owner of the eyes ran a hand through his dark brown hair.

I recovered from the surprise, but not from his closeness. “Umm, what the hell was that?”

“Macon!” Maddy groaned. “You scared Carly half to death.”

“Carly wasn’t scared, were you?” Macon, Maddy’s roommate, took a step back and grinned.

Colin responded before I could. “Don’t mess with my sister.” He emphasized sister more than he probably needed to.

“Funny. I almost forgot you two were related. You don’t look anything alike.” Macon let his eyes roam over me. “And that’s a very good thing.”

I looked down at my violet sundress self-consciously. I could count the number of times a guy had undressed me in his head like that before. He hadn’t done that to me the last time we met. I wondered what had changed.

“Macon, quit perving on Carly.” She shook her head before turning to me. “I guess meeting Macon for the second time means he’s going to show you his true colors. Also known as his annoying side.”

Macon laughed. “Don’t listen to a word she says. She loves me.”

“Not as much as you love yourself.”

It was my turn to laugh. Macon was a riot—and ***ier than sin. I completely understood why Colin didn’t want Maddy living with him.

“Ok, this love fest is great and all, but if we want to make cookies we should go. Now.” Colin put a gentle hand on Maddy’s arm. He was always really careful with her, like if he wasn’t, she’d break. I didn’t see Maddy that way. She was one of the strongest girls I knew.

“Cookies?” Macon looked in Maddy’s basket. “Wait. No. Oatmeal raisin? For real?”

“That was my response.” Colin laughed. “Why not chocolate chip?”

“Exactly.” Macon looped his thumb in the front pocket of his jeans. The action brought my eyes down in that direction. I quickly glanced back up, but not before he caught me looking.

“Are there going to be enough cookies for four?” Macon asked Maddy.

“I thought you didn’t like oatmeal raisin cookies?” She raised an eyebrow.

“I do, just not as much as chocolate chip. Besides, I can give you a ride home.”

“I’m staying at Colin’s tonight?” She turned to my brother.

“Uh, why wouldn’t you stay over? It’s not because of me, is it?” That would be my one way boot from Colin’s house. I sure hoped she didn’t insist on staying at home.

“I just didn’t know if you guys wanted brother—sister time or something.”

I jumped in quickly. “Nope. I’d rather hang out with you too.”

“Ok. Then I don’t need a ride, and if you really want cookies I can bring them by tomorrow.”

Macon shrugged. “Suit yourself. I should probably head home anyway. I have a six a.m. dive tomorrow.” Then he turned his attention to me. “And nice seeing you again, Carly.”

“You too.” I tried to keep the disappointment out of my voice. Colin would have jumped all over it.

***

Waking up to waffles cooking always put me in a good mood. As much as Colin pretended he didn’t want me around, he sure had a funny way of showing it. Making me my favorite breakfast on my first morning wasn’t going to make me want to leave. I’d struggled to pull myself from the soft sheets. I’d upgraded to nicer sheets my senior year, but they weren’t like these. I stepped into the in-suite bathroom before heading to the kitchen. I was positive the shower in my room would have a whole lot more water pressure than the one at school.

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“What’s the occasion?” I took a seat at the large island and watched him cook. He seemed to be handling everything just fine on his own.

“You know, just thought I’d make you guys something.” He played it off as no biggie.

“Where’s Maddy?” I got up, deciding I couldn’t wait any longer for a cup of coffee. I needed caffeine in the morning.

“Still sleeping. She’s usually up by now, but I thought I’d let her sleep in.”

I smiled. “Good decision. Now you can bring her breakfast in bed.”

He poured batter onto the waffle maker. “Good idea. Could you make her a cup of tea?”

“Yeah. Definitely.” I rifled through the cabinets until I found the stash of teas Colin kept for her. He never drank them himself.

After settling on green tea, I walked around Colin to the sink and filled up the kettle. “What time are you going into work?”

“I’m not.” He finished the first waffle and went to work on another. “It’s Saturday, remember?”

“Since when did the day of the week dictate whether you went to work or not?” I knew my brother was trying to make more time for Maddy, but taking all of Saturday off seemed like a stretch.

“Since Paris. Maddy’s working tonight, so I’ll get work done when she’s at the Grille.”

“Are you okay with her bartending again?” I figured this might be my one chance to ask. I certainly wouldn’t ask in front of Maddy.

“Sure. It seems to make her happy enough. She’s still trying to figure out what she wants to do.”

I drank my coffee and put two waffles on my plate before Colin made a tray to bring up to Maddy. I figured I didn’t need to be involved in the delivery.

“What’s really going on, Carly?” Colin pulled the syrup out of the fridge. It was the real maple kind that cost a fortune.

“What do you think is going on?” I let some annoyance slip into my voice. Colin new exactly why I’d shown up on his door step.

“You’re going to have to face her sometime.” He gave me a knowing look.

“Easy for you to say.” I crossed my arms.

He leaned on his elbows. “She’s your sister too.”

“Don’t remind me.” I walked back to my room in a huff. I couldn’t afford to fight with Colin. He was the only one in my family who didn’t hate me.

Chapter Two

Macon

I’m not a morning person. Dragging myself out of bed at the crack of dawn isn’t my idea of fun, but it’s completely worth it when I’m taking out a dive boat. I don’t know where it came from, but I have a love of water that runs deep. It’s like I come alive as soon as I disappear under the surface. It’s probably why I was still at my job as a dive instructor at a scuba shop nearly two years after arriving in the Outer Banks.

“What’s up, man?” Ralph, another instructor at the shop, asked. He downed a cup of coffee like a parched man drinks water.

“Not much. It’s too early, but what’s new?”

He laughed. “Yeah. I hear you.” He held up his cup in evidence.

I nodded before heading into the back to pick up some gear.

“So, how’s Maddy?” Ralph tried to make it sound nonchalant, but I knew it wasn’t. I’d been an idiot to set him up on a date with my best friend and roommate. I’d purposely sabotaged it, and now he blamed that on why she wasn’t interested.

“She’s fine. Still with Colin.”

“Oh. Really?”

“You can’t be surprised. She lived with him in Paris for months.”

“Yeah, but he seems too uptight for her.”

“Do you even know Maddy? She’s as type-A as they come.”

“Really?” His eyes widened. “She doesn’t seem that way.”

“I’ve known her for years. This whole wandering nomad thing is just a stage.” I’d said the same thing about myself at one point, but I was starting to doubt it.

“Well, I guess it’s good she’s happy with him at least.”

I laughed. “Say it like you mean it, man.”

“Hey, I’ll give you the same treatment when you finally meet a girl you want to do more than ****. Seriously man, is there really no one?”

“Not now. What’s the point?” At his reference to *** my thoughts went immediately to Colin’s little sister. Had she really been that cute the first time I met her? Maybe it was that she wasn’t in college anymore. It’s funny how one piece of paper can change someone. A fleeting thought of that reddish brown hair of hers sprawled across my pillow came to mind. I only enjoyed the thought for a second. Bringing that image to reality would lead to trouble with Maddy. I’d learned at an early age that pissing off my best friend was a bad idea. Besides, Maddy seemed happy with Colin, and I wasn’t about to wreck that for her by sleeping with the sister.

“Suit yourself. Get your crap together though, we’re running late.”

“Yeah, I’m going.”

***

“I’ll take my usual.” I sat down on a stool at the outdoor Tikki bar at the Grille. Maddy was working, and I tried to stop by a few times a week to hang out. Otherwise we barely saw each other. Even living in the same condo, if your work hours don’t match, it’s hard to catch up. It also didn’t help that she had started spending almost every night with her boyfriend. I wasn’t sure why she hadn’t just moved in with him already.

“One Long Island coming right up.” She tried to put some enthusiasm in her voice, but she didn’t sound like herself. I decided to ignore it. She’d tell me if there was something she needed to talk about. I could usually rely on her being open with me. I couldn’t say the same about myself lately. I’d been holding a hell of a lot back. I just didn’t want to put anything more on her plate.

“Thanks, Sunshine.” I glanced around the crowded patio. Beach music played at a low level from the speakers, but the noise from the other customers mostly drowned it out.

“Here you go.” She set the glass down in front of me.

I took a long sip. “Thanks.” Maddy could mix a mean Long Island iced tea. She was meticulous in her measuring, and she always seemed to get it right.

“No problem.” She leaned back against the counter for about two seconds before a couple came over.

“Two Shark Baits.” By the slur in the man’s voice this couldn’t be his first.

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Maddy examined them carefully, undoubtedly noticing the same potentially inebriated state. “Did you guys drive here?”

“No. We’re staying at the Hampton down the street.”

“Ok, cool.” She visibly relaxed. “One second.”

I didn’t get a chance to talk to her much. The bar was hopping. I chatted with Mary, a cute waitress who’d been working at the Grille as long as I’d been in Corolla. She’d cancelled on me the one time I’d asked her out, and I was okay with it. There was no reason to make my visits to the Grille awkward. The first two summers I was at the beach I enjoyed the tourists, but I was bored with them now. It had been close to three years since I’d had any semblance of an actual relationship, and as hard as it was to admit, a part of me was kind of craving it. Maybe it was watching Maddy and Colin. Who knows?

“Macon, could you watch the bar?” Maddy gripped the bar top and her face drained of color.

“Sure.” Her request surprised me. She never let me behind the bar.

“Thanks.” She dashed off. Something was definitely up with her. I just had to find out what it was.

I walked back behind the bar and talked to my first customers. Thankfully they just wanted beer.

“Hey,” a soft voice called.

I glanced up from opening the beer to see Carly.

“Hey there, how are you?” I couldn’t deny some excitement at seeing her again. She was wearing another one of her little sundresses. They showed off every one of her curves.

“I’m doing well. I came by to say hi to Maddy. Where is she? She wasn’t at the inside bar either.”

“She dashed off and asked me to watch the bar, so I am.”

“How long has she been gone?” Concern crossed Carly’s face, and my suspicion grew.

“Long enough. Want to check out the restroom? Maybe she’s sick or something.”

“Ok, sure.” Carly hurried off inside.

“A *** on the Beach and a rum and Coke,” A middle aged woman flashed me a smile.

“I’ll get your rum and Coke, but you’ll have to tell me what’s in a *** on the Beach.”

“Oh. I think you know.” She rolled her tongue over her teeth in what I think was supposed to be a suggestive gesture.

“Uh, I don’t actually know the ingredients. If you don’t mind waiting, Maddy will be back soon.”

“It’s vodka and peach schnapps with orange and cranberry juice. But, you can make it any way you like.” She raised an eyebrow.

With perfect timing as always Carly and Maddy returned.

“Sorry. What can I get you?” Maddy shot the customer a smile.

The customer didn’t even look at her. “Oh, he’s got me taken care of.”

“Is that so?” Maddy attempted to keep a straight face.

“Yes. He seems more than capable.” The woman zeroed her gaze in on my arms.

“Oh yes, Macon is very capable.” Maddy grinned at me. She was definitely enjoying the show.

“I was just telling him to put a spin on a *** on the Beach. I’d love to see his take on it.”

Carly snickered. “I’d like to see that too.”

I glanced at her. Was she talking about the drink?

I bumbled around behind the bar searching for the ingredients before Maddy put me out of my misery. “I’ll take care of it. Is it just the one *** on the Beach, or did you want anything else?”

The woman composed herself, probably realizing I wasn’t flirting back. “A rum and Coke, as well.”

Maddy quickly made the drinks. The woman paid and walked off.

“Think the rum and Coke was for her husband?” Carly asked.

“Probably,” Maddy mumbled.

“Are you doing okay?” I watched Maddy carefully, she wasn’t as pale.

“Yeah. I’m just feeling under the weather.”

“Why don’t you see if you can close up early? Max won’t care.” If I were sick the last thing I’d have wanted to do was serve drunk tourists more booze.

“It’s too busy for that. And obviously I can’t have you cover for me.”

I glanced at my watch. “It’s getting late anyway.”

“Late? It’s not even eleven.”

“I guess I’m getting old. Either that or it’s the fact that I’ve been up since five a.m.” I cracked my knuckles.

Carly laughed again. She had a cute laugh.

“Is Colin still working?” Maddy wiped down the counter even though it didn’t need to be cleaned.

Carly nodded. “Yeah. He’s taking this whole only working when you work on the weekend’s thing seriously, isn’t he?”

“It’s a nice compromise. Otherwise we don’t get quality time together.”

“Was Paris amazing?” Carly finally took a seat on the stool next to me. She’d been standing.

Maddy leaned over on her elbows. “I already told you it was great.”

“I know, but we haven’t talked without my brother.”

“We had a really good time. It’s definitely an adjustment to be back though.”

“Yeah, you don’t have room service anymore.” I gave Carly a knowing look. “This girl can’t cook for anything.”

“So I’ve heard. But she can bake. Did you try one of her cookies?” Carly twirled a strand of her hair around her finger.

“No, I forgot about those.” I’d been more concerned with who Maddy was with rather than what she was doing at the store.

“There’s a whole container of them in the kitchen. I dropped them off this morning.” Maddy leaned back against the counter again. And like magic her moment of relaxation was ruined as four people walked over.

She sighed and strode over to them. “Hey guys, can I help you?”

I turned to Carly. Maddy was busy, so I figured it was only polite to entertain her guest. “So, how long are you in town for?”

She sipped her drink. It was some sort of martini. “I’m not sure. As long as Colin lets me crash at his place I guess.”

“So, for the whole summer?” That could be a fun change of pace.

“That’s up to Colin. I don’t think he’s going to love me cramping his style with Maddy for that long though.”

“It’s not like she lives with him.” Although she might as well have been.

“True, but that’s the problem. He wants her to.”

“And she wants to. I’m pretty sure she has commitment issues or something.”

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Carly laughed dryly. “They are nothing compared to Colin’s work issues.”

“He’s been better about that though.” I had to give the guy some cre***. He understood having Maddy was worth changing his ways. She deserved to be treated like the queen she was, not a side item. Don’t get me wrong, my feelings for Maddy were completely platonic, but she was my best friend for a reason. An awesome girl deserves a guy who realizes just how great she is.

“So I’ve heard.” Carly took another long sip of her drink. The motion brought my attention to her pink glossy lips.

I decided to go out on a limb despite the fact that it would probably annoy Maddy. “Hey, why don’t I give you my number in case you want to give Maddy and Colin some space sometime?” The line hadn’t sounded quite that lame when I first thought of it.

“Space?” She eyed me skeptically.

“Yeah. We can hang out or something.”

“Oh. Sure.” She smiled. “Colin would love to get me out of his hair for a night. Just let me know when and where.”

“Can I get your number? That might make it easier.” I pulled out my phone.

“Sure.” She read it off to me, and I dialed her.

“Thanks.” She typed something on her phone. I hoped she was adding me as a contact. I knew things wouldn’t go anywhere with Carly, especially since Maddy would probably get annoyed if they did, but it couldn’t hurt to spend some time hanging out with a pretty girl. Especially one who wasn’t a tourist.

“What are you thanking him for?” Maddy finally returned. The off season was definitely over. The crowds were back.

“For giving me his phone number.” Carly gave Maddy this wide eyed look I couldn’t read. I’m sure it was some sort of girl code.

I understood the look Maddy gave me loud and clear. It was tread carefully. “Oh did he?”

I pushed my empty glass toward Maddy. “On that note, I’m out of here.” I touched Carly’s shoulder gently. “Great seeing you again. Have a nice night.” I winked at Maddy and left before she could respond.

I wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into, but I had a good feeling about it. It was time for a change.

Chapter Three

Carly

“Now that Macon’s gone you can tell me what’s really going on with you.” I’d found Maddy holding onto to the sink in the bathroom like it was a life line. I was pretty sure she’d just been sick. I’d held my tongue until Macon had disappeared from view.

She didn’t reply at first. I set aside my drink. I wasn’t having another because I had to drive home.

Maddy understood without me telling her. She was like that, always anticipating someone’s needs. “Want a soda or something?”

“How about a water?”

“I think I can manage that.” She filled a glass from a bottle of water and set it down in front of me.

“Don’t think that getting me water gets you out of talking to me.”

“No, but they do.” She nodded toward a group of women heading over to the bar. They looked to be in their thirties. It was probably a girls-weekend group.

“Fine, but you’re telling me eventually.” I didn’t know Maddy that well, but I knew her well enough to care. I also had a feeling whatever was up involved my brother. Considering he was the only member of the family I was on speaking terms with, I needed to do what I could to help.

“What can I get you?” Maddy snapped back into bartender mode, and I watched. Maybe she’d be able to get me a job at the Grille too. If I was really going to be staying around I’d need one. She hadn’t said anything about me hanging out with Macon yet. I hoped that meant she didn’t care. I wasn’t dumb enough to let something actually happen between us, he had player written all over him, but hanging out could be fun. It had been awhile since I’d been out with a guy, and I’d never been out with one as gorgeous as Macon. Those blue eyes of his were hypnotizing.

“Hey, beautiful night isn’t it?”

I turned to see a guy that looked to be in his late twenties sitting next to me. “Yeah. It’s pretty.”

“It’s the kind of night where you just want to go for a walk and get lost on the beach.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” I swirled around the straw in my water.

He leaned in toward me. “So what do you say? Want to join me?”

Seriously? Like I was just going to walk off with a perfect stranger? “I’m going to pass, but thanks.” I turned away and caught Maddy’s eye.

By the time I turned back the stool was empty.

Maddy laughed. “Colin can stop worrying about you. You can handle men.”

“So can you.” I tugged down on my dress a little. I wasn’t in the mood to attract any more attention. “I lost count of how many guys hit on you tonight.”

She laughed. “What can I say? It’s an art and part of the job.”

“I need to learn from you. You have so much confidence. It’s crazy.”

“Only behind the bar. It’s like I can handle anything back here.”

“Do you think I could learn?”

“To bartend?” She wiped down the counter. “Yeah, of course.”

“Maybe I’ll take some lessons from you sometime.”

“Sure, anytime.” She turned away as another crowd walked up to bar. I definitely now understood how she could make so much in tips. The patio was packed.

I felt someone tug on my ponytail and knew exactly who it was. “Finally done with work?”

Colin took a seat in the stool vacated by creepy beach walk guy. “Yeah, I figured I’d check and see how you girls were doing.”

“Maddy’s pretty busy.” I looked over to where she was balancing some glasses.

He watched her, his eyes following her every move. “She seems to like busy.”

“Not like anyone else I know.”

He laughed. “We do have a lot in common.”

“She’s kind of perfect for you.”

“I’m glad you think so.” He smiled as Maddy waved. She was busy serving customers, but no one could have missed the expression of excitement that crossed her face when she saw him.

“Is there a particular reason why?”

“I’ll show you when I get the chance.”

“Are you trying to be mysterious?”

“Maybe.” He grinned before turning his eyes right back to Maddy.

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“Hey!” Maddy practically skipped over. “Sorry it took me so long.”

“That’s okay. I’ll just complain to your boss about the service.” He grinned like a love-sick puppy. If it were over any other girl I probably would have gagged, but I could handle it with Maddy.

“Oh yeah? I wasn’t aware you needed to be served.”

Putting up with the love sick routine was one thing, but ***ual innuendoes were another. “Don’t answer that with me around.”

They both laughed.

“I’m probably going to be stuck here really late tonight. I feel bad that you’ll both be sitting here the whole time.”

“Why?” Colin answered immediately. “What else would we be doing?”

“Something more fun than this.” She gestured to the tiki bar.

“We’re fine, but I wouldn’t mind a Manhattan.”

A small smile spread across her face, and I had a feeling I was missing an inside joke.

“Coming right up.” Maddy set to work making his drink, peeking back at him over her shoulder a few times. Sometimes she appeared just as love sick as him, but other times she seemed to be holding back.

Maddy set the brown colored drink down in front of Colin before rushing off to help someone else. I picked it up and took a sip before he could.

“Ugh. You actually like this?”

He sipped it and smiled. “Yes. I take it it’s not your drink?”

I laughed. “Not my drink? You sound like Maddy.”

“I do, don’t I?” He sat and sipped his drink for a while, but Maddy never even made it back over to us. “Want to run by the house with me really quick? We can drop off one of the cars and come back.”

His suggestion surprised me. I kind of got the feeling he showed up at Maddy’s work because he liked to make sure guys were keeping their distance. “Sure, I don’t think she’ll mind.”

He walked around to the other side of the bar and got her attention. I couldn’t hear the exchange, but I did notice the small kiss they shared when she leaned over the bar.

He joined me, and I rolled my eyes, pretending to find it offensive.

“Come on, I don’t want to be gone for too long.” He quickened his pace and headed for the entrance. Once outside I unlocked my car.

“See you at the house.” My car was parked in a front spot, and his was around the side.

“See ya.”

I made it back to Colin’s place first, but he pulled in seconds later. I waited for him to unlock the door, and I followed him in.

“So what’s going on? The suspense is killing me.”

“Wait here.” He took off up the stairs, and I waited impatiently. I had a feeling I knew what he wanted to show me, but I wouldn’t believe it unless I saw it with my own eyes.

He came back down with a huge grin. “How’d I do?” He held out a black jewelry box. I took it from him and opened the lid.

“Oh my God, Colin. Look at the size of that rock!” I was holding a princess cut solitaire ring that had to be two carats or more.

“Do you think she’ll like it? I went simple, because that seems like what she’d want.”

“Simple? This isn’t simple. It’s huge.”

“Yes…but a simple setting.” He shifted nervously.

I needed to put him at ease. “I’m sure she’ll love it, but you didn’t consider getting her involved in the shopping? Some girls like to pick out their own ring.”

A look of fear swept over him. “Really? I thought she’d want a surprise.”

I put a hand on his arm. “I’m sure she’ll love the surprise. I guess I’m just surprised you bought it already. Have you guys at least talked about marriage?”

“Not in those words exactly.”

“Um, what does that mean?” I was getting nervous. Colin was the cool and collected one of the family. He never did anything without planning it down to the last detail. Somehow I doubted he had in this case.

“It means I haven’t actually come out and said, ‘hey, let’s get married,’ but I did ask her to move in with me and she knows I view this as a long term relationship.”

“Colin,” I groaned. “That does not mean you’ve discussed marriage.”

“So you’re saying I have to actually tell her I want to marry her before I ask her?”

“No. I’m just saying Maddy’s like you. She thinks things out. She’s scientific. Do you really want to spring a question on her without giving her time to warm up to it?”

“Warm up to it?” He grabbed the ring back and gave it one long look before closing the box. “I’m asking my girlfriend to marry me, not wash my car. It’s a good thing.”

“Of course it’s a good thing.” I didn’t want to completely back pedal but I definitely needed to tread carefully. “How are you going to do it?”

“That’s where I need you.”

“You need me how?” I took a seat on the arm of the couch.

“To help me execute my plan, but that has to wait. I’m going up to see her parents and ask her dad’s permission first.”

“You’re going the old fashioned route, huh?” I wasn’t remotely surprised. Colin was that way. He liked to play by the rules.

“Yes. I know she doesn’t talk to them often, but she cares about their opinion.”

I nodded. “Yeah, I think it’s a good idea.” I shuddered at the thought of a guy asking my parents for permission, but I understood why he was doing it.

“I can’t tell her I’m going though.”

“Because it would ruin the surprise.”

He started toward the stairs. “Exactly. I’m going to put this away, and then I’m going to head back to the Grille. Are you in?”

“I think I’ll stay here. I’m exhausted. Maddy won’t care, will she?”

He smiled. “Wow, you’re going to sleep before me. Never thought I’d see that day.”

I got up. “Tell Maddy good night for me.”

“I will, but Carly?”

“Yeah?” I stopped halfway down the hall.

“Despite what I might say, I’m glad you’re here. I’ve missed you.”

I walked over and hugged him. “I knew you did.”

Chapter Four

Macon

“What the hell is that?” My roommate, Brody, made a face as he watched me cook my dinner.

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“It’s food. What else could it be?”

“I’ll make us something decent if you’ll throw whatever that crap is out.”

“Hey, I’m offended. My hamburger macaroni casserole is incredible.”

“I’m sure it is.” He pulled out some pots, and I knew that arguing was pointless. Brody loved cooking, and not the fried seafood dishes he threw together at the grille. He wanted to work at a French restaurant or something. He was all about the heavy sauces and stuff. I didn’t mind. Neither Maddy nor I were good cooks. Maddy complained that Brody was going to make her gain weight, but I think she just did that to annoy him.

I put my food into a bowl and stuffed it into the fridge. Brody probably wouldn’t be around to cook the next night.

“At least cover it,” Brody complained. “The whole place is going to smell.”

“I like the smell.” I smirked and took a seat on the couch. Brody didn’t want any help, and if he wanted my food covered he’d get out the plastic wrap himself.

I turned on the TV and started flipping through the channels. There had to be something. I settled on ESPN. I didn’t care much about the baseball coverage, but at least it was something.

Before I could set down the remote, I heard a knock on the door. We weren’t the type to get too many visitors, so I rushed to answer it. Maybe we’d get lucky and it would be a hot new neighbor to pass the time.

I pulled open the door. The visitor was hot, but not a new neighbor.

“Macon, hey.” Carly looked up at me with her hazel eyes. Her hair was down, covering her shoulders that were left exposed by her red floral shirt. The shirt was kind of old fashioned looking, but it looked cute on her. She was also wearing a red skirt. She’d been in town over a week, but I’d only seen her a few times at the Grille.

“Hey. To what do we owe this honor?” I held open the door for her.

She walked in tentatively and glanced around. “Is Maddy here?”

“No. I saw her in passing this morning, but I assumed she was back over at your brother’s place.”

“Nope. I haven’t seen her all day. I guess we kept missing each other.” Carly meandered over to the kitchen. “Wow that smells amazing.”

Brody stirred something in the largest of the pots. “Thanks. Have you eaten?”

“Not yet.”

“Then stay. We have plenty.” Brody was all about sharing his culinary creations. I didn’t mind the company.

“Have you tried calling her?” Maddy never went anywhere without her cell phone.

“Yeah. It went to voicemail. I’m guessing she went somewhere and forgot it.”

“Let me try.” I pulled out my phone and found her on my favorite contacts list. Her phone rang and rang before going to voicemail.

Carly’s forehead wrinkled. “She’s still not answering?”

“I know a good trick.” I texted her. Either let us know you’re alive or I’m calling your parents.

Carly read it over my shoulder, giving me a whiff of her strawberry scent. It must have been her shampoo or something.

“Her parents? Not the cops?”

I pressed send. “This threat works better.”

My phone rang immediately. “Hey. Sorry. I went out for a walk and forgot my phone and then I took a nap. What’s going on?” Her voice sounded heavy with sleep.

“Brody’s cooking. You should come home.”

“Ok sure. I had a late lunch with Colin so I’m not really hungry, but I can always make room for Brody’s food.”

I turned to Carly. “She’s coming over, and I’m sure she’s terribly sorry for not calling you back.”

“Is Carly there?” Maddy snapped at me through the phone.

“Yes. She came searching for you when you rudely didn’t bother to pick up your phone.” I was laying it on pretty thick, but Maddy would have done the same thing to me.

“Give me the phone.”

I handed the phone over to Carly.

I’m not sure what they discussed, but Carly was smiling when she handed my phone back. “She’s on her way over.”

“Brody, plan on making enough for four.” I walked over to the half wall separating the kitchen from the living area. The condo wasn’t huge, but it was nice. My parents had bought it as an investment property, and after a few years it had definitely become home. I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to be able stay at the beach, but I could think of worse places to spend my twenties.

Brody pulled out a large cutting board. “I heard. I’m glad Maddy’s coming.”

At first I thought Brody had a thing for Maddy, but it wasn’t like that at all. I don’t think he’d ever had too many female friends, and he liked having her around. He also mentioned once that she reminded him of his brother’s fiancé. Maybe she made him think about home or something.

“It’s going to be awhile though.” Brody cut up some chicken.

“Okay.” I sat back down on the couch. “Carly and I can wait.” I touched the cushion next to me.

She sat down and carefully smoothed out her skirt. Carly was different from most girls I was used to. She was shy, but not in the usual won’t make eye contact kind of way. It was more the way she handled herself. She was bubbly on the outside, but I got the feeling there was something altogether different underneath, like she was hiding something. It wasn’t my place to pry, and I already worried enough about one girl who wasn’t my girlfriend. I didn’t need to add a second.

Carly sighed. “I need to find something to do.”

“You’re looking for a job?” I turned off the TV. I hated trying to make conversation with it on. I was too easily distracted.

“Yeah. I can’t get an apartment or anything without one.”

“True enough.” I put a hand behind her on the couch. “Have you thought about applying at the Grille? I’m sure Maddy would put in a good word for you with Max.”

“I would too.” Brody stepped out of the kitchen. “And I know Max is always looking for extra help in the summer. Have you waitressed before?”

She sat up straighter. The result had her leaning more into my arm. “No… but I’m a fast learner.”

“Just let me know if you want me to talk to him.” Brody disappeared into the kitchen again.

“You could probably get something at the scuba shop if you want, running the register or something. It’s not going to be nearly as many hours though.” And it would also mean she’d be working with the asshole son of my boss. I regretted even suggesting it. She was exactly his type—innocent and young.

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“Thanks.” She smiled. “Nice to know I have so many connections.”

I laughed, determined to keep things light. “Yeah, amazing connections at jobs that pay nothing and make no use of your diploma.”

“Beggars can’t be choosers. Besides, didn’t all of you go to college?”

“Yeah, but we’ve accepted we’re wasting away our lives.” At least I was trying to accept it.

She crossed her legs. “I wouldn’t call it wasting your life, just postponing the next stage.”

“What do you mean? I can’t fry fish at the Grille forever?” Brody’s laugh carried over the sound of whatever it was he was sautéing. “By the way I’m almost done.”

Carly turned toward the kitchen. “I guess that depends on how good of a chef you are.”

Brody peeked over the half wall. “You’ll find out soon.”

“Great.” She stood up. “Can I use your restroom real quick?”

“Sure, you remember where it is, right?” She’d spent the night at our place once after a game of cards went overtime.

She gave me a look of disbelief. “It hasn’t been that long.” She walked down the hall.

Brody leaned over the wall. “Be careful, man. She’s Colin’s sister.”

“What? I was just talking to her.”

“Yeah. Right.” Brody didn’t say anything else, but he didn’t have to. I was interested in Carly, but hooking up with a girl I’d have to see all the time wasn’t a good idea. I brushed off the thought. That didn’t mean I couldn’t enjoy the company.

Chapter Five

Carly

Maddy didn’t arrive alone. Colin walked in right behind her. I checked my watch twice to make sure I wasn’t imaging things. Colin was out of work on a weeknight at seven o’clock? Wonders never cease.

“What are you doing here?” I eyed Colin skeptically. “Was there a hurricane evacuation I was unaware of?”

“I could be asking you the same question. What are you doing here, Carly?”

“I came over looking for Maddy.”

“Uh huh.” He glanced at Macon and back at me. I got the distinct impression Maddy had mentioned the phone number exchange to him.

“And now I’ve found Maddy.” I tried to ease the slight tension. Did he really care if I hung out with Maddy’s roommates? I mean Maddy lived with these guys after all.

“I brought dessert.” Maddy held up a tray covered in tin foil.

“You baked again?” Macon asked doubtfully.

“Yes. This time I made chocolate peanut butter cookie bars.”

“It’s better than oatmeal raisin.” Macon took the tray from her and started toward the kitchen.

Maddy rested a hand on her hip. “Hey, those cookies were good.”

Colin put an arm around her. “Yes they were, babe. He knows that.” It was still weird seeing my brother in the boyfriend role.

I decided to ease the slight awkwardness that seemed to have followed Maddy and Colin in. “Is there anything I can do? Want me to set the table or something?”

“I’ll help with that too.” Maddy walked into the kitchen and handed me a pile of bowls. I got to work setting them out at their rectangular table while she folded napkins and set out the silverware. I had a brief flashback to college and setting the table for the “dinner parties” we liked to throw. We thought we were so cool and adult. I wondered how long I’d keep in touch with my college friends. My parents barely talked to theirs anymore. Then again, they barely talked to me.

“Macon, can you open the Bordeaux I have in the wine fridge?” Brody called over his shoulder.

“Wine fridge?” I looked around in surprise. “You guys have one?”

“Of course we do.” Macon bent down to open the door to what was sure enough a wine fridge hidden in the corner of the small kitchen. “We’re high class here.”

I laughed. “Yeah, I can see that.”

We all sat down around the table while Brody brought out his masterpiece. He served us all as he explained that he’d made a poulet basquaise. It was pretty much a French chicken, pepper, and tomato stew. I dug right in. It was delicious.

I took another bite. “Wow, you can really cook.”

“Glad you think so.” Brody leaned back in his chair. From his appearance I’d have never imagined he’d be the culinary type, but clearly looks can be deceiving.

I offered to clear the table, but Brody and Macon vetoed it. “Go relax, you’re a guest here.”

I shrugged and picked up my glass of wine. “If you say so.” I took a long sip of the red wine. Smooth and a little tangy, it seemed to perfectly compliment the stew.

I settled down in the same spot on the couch where I’d sat before. I eyed the remote but decided against turning the TV back on. Brody had just made us a gourmet meal. It seemed rude to follow that up with TV. Also, I’m pretty hopeless when it comes to figuring out remotes. I would end up turning off the TV twice just to figure out how to turn on the cable box.

Instead I closed my eyes and thought about the mess my life had become. I sighed.

“Do you want to go for a walk?” I opened my eyes to see Macon standing right in front of me. “I ate way too much and need to get some physical movement.”

I laughed. “You’re the second guy to ask me that this week.”

He ****ed a smile. “And what did you tell the other guy?”

“No. I didn’t even know him.”

“But you know me… does that mean it’s a yes?” He turned his head to the side slightly.

“Sure. Why not?” I glanced around but didn’t see Colin. I’m sure he’d have an opinion on it, but it really didn’t matter. Still, I needed to at least tell him I was leaving.

I found him in Maddy’s room helping her pack up some more of her clothes. “Are you sure you don’t want to just pack up the last of it tonight? You stay at my place every night, aren’t you tired of having to come back and forth?”

I felt rude just standing there eavesdropping, so I interrupted. “I’m going out for a walk. I’ll either see you here or back at the house.”

Colin glanced up. “By yourself?”

“I’m going with Macon.”

He gave me his big brother scowl. “Be careful with him. He’s not the kind of guy you’re used to.”

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“Because you’re an expert on the guys I hang out with?” Colin hadn’t met any of my college boyfriends. Admittedly, there were only two.

Maddy laughed. I think she enjoyed listening to our sibling banter. She had a brother too, but she never really talked about him.

Colin gave me one more long look. “Just be smart.”

Macon joined me in the doorframe. “What do you think I’m going to do to her? Seduce her out of her panties on the beach?”

I could feel the blood rush to my face. The thought of Macon and losing my underwear was too much to handle standing in my brother’s presence.

“Just shut up, Macon.” Maddy shook her head. She and Macon sounded like brother and sister themselves sometimes.

“We’ll be fine. Have a good night you two,” Macon put a hand on my shoulder and turned me toward the door. I gladly let him lead me through the condo. After a quick goodbye and thank you to Brody we headed down the steps.

“Fun dinner, huh?” Macon’s shoulder brushed against mine as we turned toward the beach. Their condo was on the ocean side of the island, and it was only steps from the sand. The nice thing about the Outer Banks is that the island is so narrow it’s hard to get too far away from the water.

“Surprisingly, yes.” I slipped off my sandals, enjoying the feel of the cool sand on my toes.

“Surprisingly?” Macon watched me the way you’d look at something you didn’t understand. Either he thought I was confusing, or he really cared about my answer. I hoped it was the latter.

I gazed out at the water, giving myself a moment before answering. “Yeah. I’m used to dinners going badly.”

“Oh really?” He kicked off his flip flops. “Care to expand on that comment?”

I kept my eyes fixed on the water. Telling Macon about what happened wasn’t exactly high on my list. Then again, it would probably sound better if I told the story then if I waited for the inevitable visit from Kim. Her hatred for me knew no limit; she’d probably try to run off any friends I had.

“Ok. Maybe that wasn’t fair of me. I’m asking you to divulge a private story without sharing one myself.”

I turned back toward him. The setting sun gave his brown hair almost a glowing effect. “You’re going to share a story with me?”

“Sure.” He smiled. “You ready for it?”

“Yeah.” I was definitely ready to learn more about Macon. I couldn’t believe he was willing to share something personal with me.

He took both of my hands in his. “I wasn’t always this cool.”

“Uh, what?” I let out a small laugh.

“I know it’s hard to believe, but I wasn’t. Ask Maddy. I was kind of nerdy at one point in my life. And to be honest, I’m probably not even cool now. I’m weirder than you’d think.”

“Good to know.” I didn’t make a move to pull my hands away. He had a strange sense of humor, but then again, so did I.

“I’m telling you this so you’ll realize that you don’t need to be intimidated about sharing anything with me. I can assure you that no matter what your story is, I’ve done something worse or even more embarrassing.”

“I don’t know why you’re telling me what I already know.”

He laughed. “Ok. Now that that’s out of the way, are you ready to talk?”

“It depends. How much time do you have?”

He released my hands, as though suddenly realizing he was holding them. I missed the contact immediately but tried to hide it.

He unhooked his watch and shoved it into the pocket of his shorts. “Our time is limitless, my dear. We have all night.”

I looked out at the water again. Why was he so curious? He barely knew me.

“So? Am I going to have to pull it out of you?”

“Pull it out of me? I’d like to see you try that.”

“Oh yeah?” He got a twinkle in his eye that made me a little nervous.

I ignored the nerves. “Yeah.”

“You’re going to wish you hadn’t said that.” He put his hands around my waist and picked me up. My stomach dropped. What was he doing? Before I could think about it for long, I was met by the cool ocean water as he tossed me into the waves.

“Macon!” I shrieked once I recovered from the shock.

He laughed. “Now are you ready to talk?”

“You’re insane!” I treaded water before trying to stand.

“Maybe, but can’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“I’ll talk if you join me.” Two could play at his game. If I was going to be soaking wet and swimming in my clothes, then so was he.

“Fine.” He pulled off his t-shirt and slipped out of his jeans. I tried not to enjoy the view too much, but it was impossible. His chiseled chest was just too hard to avoid staring at. I finally shook myself when I noticed we were no longer alone. Macon’s actions attracted the attention of some tourists.

He smiled at the women. “Sorry ladies, shows over.” With that he jumped in.

“That’s not fair you know.” I gave up on standing. The wind made it too cold to have any of my body out of the water. I wasn’t looking forward to getting out.

“What isn’t fair?”

“That you are just in your underwear. You won’t have to walk around in wet clothes.”

“You’re more than welcome to take yours off,” he said in a low seductive voice that had my chest tightening.

“Yeah, I’d prefer not to get arrested for indecent exposure.”

“Excuses, excuses. Now where’s that story you promised me?”

“I didn’t promise you.”

“Sure you did.” He dove under, resurfacing closer to me. “You told me if I got in you’d tell me.”

“Fine. Why not?”

“All right, I hope this is as good as the buildup.”

“It’s not.” I looked up at the darkening sky. “The short version is my brother-in law came on to me. I told my sister and she took his side.”

“What?” Macon swam over to me. “Your sister’s husband tried to get with you and she didn’t kick him to the curb?”

“He convinced her that I was the one trying to seduce him.”

“And I’m guessing this all happened at a dinner?”

“It did. By dessert she was calling me a whore. She’d convinced herself that it wasn’t just an attempt and that I’d actually slept with him.” Just saying the words made me so angry I wanted to scream. I could feel tears welling, and I hoped I could play them off as ocean water.