Great, so she hates meandI’m like a child to her. I gulp the fish down in one go, trying not to think about how expensive that bite might have been. “Youtoldthem?”
“Don’t act so surprised,” Dana says. She pushes a cocktail straw into her Maldivian Sunset, a curl of hair falling over one eye. “Kira said she already knew.”
I sigh. “I had to tell her. She was on my plane.”
“Then don’t be so surprised!” Dana retorts. “If one sister knows, the rest will follow. You know this.”
Yes, I know this. “You didn’t tell them that we–”
“Are you kidding?” she whispers tersely. “No fucking way.”
I laugh without laughing. “Right, that would be embarrassing.”
Dana cocks her head to the side. “Drew, you know I can’t tell them about that. It has nothing to do with it being embarrassing.”
I lean in slightly. She doesn’t back away. “What does it have to do with, then?”
“Don’t play dumb.”
“I’m not. I want to know why your sisters can’t know that we–”
Dana points her finger in my face. “Don’t say it.”
This is too fun. “Relax. I wasn’t going to say fucked.”
She throws her hand up. “Great. Glad you didn’t say it.”
“I wasgoingto say ‘boinked.’”
Dana does a double take. I can see the beginnings of a smile on her lips.
“You can laugh,” I say. “I am funny.”
“You’re impossible. Not funny. There’s a difference.”
“Would you laugh if I said we ‘bumped uglies’ instead?”
“No.”
“Dipped the wick?”
Dana opens her mouth, unable to contain her upturned lips. “Drew.”
“Took the skin boat to tuna town?”
That gets her. She descends into giggles, cheeks flushing pink. “You’re ridiculous.”
“Just want to know how you’d describe it.”
“Where the heck did you learnthat?” She holds up a hand, stopping me before I reply. “Actually, I don’t want to know. But for the record, it isnottuna town down there.”
I gulp, remembering the tuna sitting in my stomach.
Axel and Gillian approach our table. “The happy couple!” Axel announces.
“Is that meant to be irony?” I ask.
Gillian puts her hand on my shoulder. “We heard all about your little plan.”