Page 75 of Stolen Kiss

“Did you guys have a good time?” Daisy asked, toasting her skewer over the flames of the firepit.

“Yeah, you should’ve said you were here, you could’ve come along.”

“That’s okay. We only arrived an hour ago, catching the last flight of the day.”

“When are you going back?” Freya asked.

“Tomorrow evening, we’ll get the last flight of the day.”

“Oh that sucks,” Heidi said.

“It’s only a quick visit to get shit sorted out,” Luke said.

“I’m never getting married,” Daisy declared. “No matter what she says I am not getting married.”

“You might fall hopelessly in love,” Freya said. She was reclining on the arm of the chair, legs swung over one arm and the rest of her body slouched over the other.

“Doubt it. I know pretty much everyone on this island and there isn’t a single person I’d give the time of day to,” Daisy said.

“Well, there might be new blood next summer. We could go on the hunt together,” Freya said with a cackle.

“Oh god,” Archer groaned. “This does not sound like a plan I want to know about.”

“Plus,” Daisy rambled on. “I’m the fourth child, she has to get through another son before she sets her sight on me.”

All eyes turned to Luke. He briefly glanced to Freya and then at the firepit.

“Do you want to stay in the guest cottage or would you prefer me to drive you home?” Luke said, standing over her.

“There’s a guest cottage?” Freya said sitting up and squinting into the dark like she could see four cottages down when you couldn’t see Jason’s cottage next door.

“Yes, what do you want to do?” Luke asked, growing impatient.

“I’ll go home, even though I desperately want to see a Turner cottage. I prefer my own bed.”

“Come on then, let’s get going,” Luke said shooing her up from the seat.

Archer was laughing, Erica and Heidi shared glances and Jason was full on grinning.

Freya did a round of hugs and kisses and then sashayed into the darkness, letting Luke catch her up.

“I better get her home,” Luke muttered.

“Sure,” Archer said, elongating the word. “We’ll keep the fire going for your return.”

“Okay. I won’t be long.”

Luke swiped up the keys from the table and jogged after Freya who had deviated from the path and was stalking in the wrong direction across the lawns.

“They’re friends, right?” Erica asked.

“Yep, been friends for a long time. When he’s away, he writes to her, and she writes back, even though we’re in the 21stcentury.”

“Ahh, that’s so cute. Have they never hooked up?” Erica asked.

“Nope, not ever,” Heidi said.

“It looks like Luke might have other ideas come the summer,” Archer commented.

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