Page 74 of Glamour & Gumballs

“We owe him.”

His grip on my waist tightened. “Are we a team now, Chaos?”

“I think so.”

The server brought out two massive plates of food just as the boat rocked hard.

I reached toward the man, but it was no use.

He lost his footing, and went down hard.

The plates shattered and the food went everywhere, but I was more worried about the guy, who didn’t get up right away.

Two other workers hurried to help him before I could stand up, so we stayed in our seat. All three of them apologized to us as they hurried out, and Rhett called behind them,

“We’ll eat at the hotel. Everyone needs to sit down and stay safe.”

His lips brushed my throat again as the boat rocked fiercely.

For once, I was glad my stomach was empty. If there’d been any food in me, I would’ve been fighting serious nausea.

As it was, my body wasn’t thrilled with the boat’s intense motion.

“I hope it’s not a long way to the dock,” I said, turning my head so I could tuck my face against Rhett’s neck. He adjusted my position on his lap, giving me better access.

I wrapped my arms around him as I pressed my forehead to his skin, closing my eyes.

Something in my chest settled.

Rhett was the right choice. There was a lot we didn’t know about each other and hadn’t been able to discuss, but I was sure of that. And that was what mattered.

It felt like hours had passed by the time the boat was finally docked. The storm was still raging, so Rhett flew me off the boat before he and Jordan carried a bunch of others to solid land too.

When the boat was empty of everyone who didn’t want to stay on, Rhett tucked me against his side as we followed Jordan to the hotel. Luckily, they were expecting us, and had a private table ready for us at the back of the restaurant.

Both of us ignored the stares and whispers that echoed as we walked through the restaurant.

Rhett’s arm remained steady around my waist.

When we sat down, we slipped into one side of the booth together so we could remain out of sight. Our waitress didn’t bat an eye at our state of dress or the fact that we were soaked, and took our orders.

When she walked away, I leaned my head against Rhett’s shoulder. “I wish we could fast-forward through the next few days,” I admitted. “Especially if it’s just going to keep raining. I don’t know if I’ll survive.”

“We’ll make it.” Rhett’s voice left no room for question.

The restaurant was so noisy that neither of us said much while we ate. We worked through the food quickly, heading to our room as soon as we were done.

Rhett closed the door behind us, leaving Jordan on the other side.

My gaze moved over the room. It was small but nice, with pretty wood paneling on one of the walls while the others were a comfortable shade of cream. There was a fae-sized bed, a human-sized bathroom, and not much else.

“Too bad we didn’t bring our robes,” I remarked, slipping my raincoat off my shoulders. My clothes had never truly dried since I got it, so they were drenched beneath it.

I still loved it, though.

Rhett took the coat from me and hung it in the small closet.

I murmured a thank you, and he pressed a kiss to my shoulder.

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