“Well…maybe.” Mitch laughed and Ryker joined in. It was a good feeling to be able to relax with someone he knew so well. But he had no intention of revealing anything about Alejandro, even to his best friend.
* * * *
With a bounce in his step, Ryker strode through the hotel foyer. His picnic lunch would be ready to collect, and he was looking forward to enjoying some time with Alejandro before his lover returned to work.
While Mitch had surfed, Ryker had indulged in some snorkeling, and had also walked up and down the beach, finding a couple of suitable places for a private picnic.
However, his step faltered when he saw the look on Alejandro’s face and the way that the bottle-blonde Ryker recognized from the day they’d arrived tottered toward him to wrap her arm around his.