Chapter 17

“I-I’m not sure,” he admitted, shrugging.

“You should be an actor.”

“Huh?”

“God, you even had me going, Craig!” Mitchell let out a shaky laugh. “If you want to go, we can, but let’s head back to the table, get our bag of stuff we bought at the gift shop, and we were also going to buy some more beer, remember?”

I wasn’t acting.That’s what he wantedto say. “Sure, sorry,” he murmured, embarrassed.

But Mitchell was smiling. “Come on, baby,” he teased, “let’s go finish our show and head back to the hotel. Maybe swim some?”

Craig grinned. It sounded like they had a plan. Somehow his impromptu plan to share his true feelings had failed to get through to Mitchell, but Craig was going to go with his original plan and talk with him back at the hotel, where they could be alone.6

Mitch