Chapter 42: Second Chances

By the time I get out of bed and ready for the day, room service is knocking at the door with a spread for way more than two people. A few maids set up the platters of food on the counter and disappear without another word. Probably a request from the manager as an apology for the room mix-up. Not that I’m complaining. I could use some food to get through the day.

I don’t bother putting on a shirt as I walk out onto the deck in search of Allie. The sun is bright as I look towards the water for her. Not many people are out this early so spotting her is almost instant. She’s a dot in the distance, her small frame floating on the calm waves. I almost feel bad for bothering her. Almost.

"Allie," I yell, waving as grand as I can.

She expertly flips and treads the water, her black hair floating around her as she waves back.

"Breakfast," I yell, dropping my hand.