Page 87 of Last Night Was Fun

“What does she want?” Gabe asked, and, thankfully, headed to the closet for the other robe.

“I have no idea. She’s texting me fish emojis and champagne bottles.”

Gabe frowned and pulled the robe over his shoulders. Somehow, he was even more beautiful partially dressed.

Unable to stop herself, Emmy crossed the room and looped her arms around his middle before he tied the robe shut, shoving her hands against his bare skin. He smelled divine. Rain, sweat, notes of her, diluted cologne.Him.She pressed a kiss into his chest. “I don’t know what she wants, but can you please help me make this less awkward?”

He smoothed his hands over her wild hair and cupped her cheeks to tilt her face up. “Em, I’m not going to talk to your sister with a raging hard-on, don’t worry.”

She swooned at the nickname and sputtered a weak laugh.

He kissed her forehead. “I’ll go in the bathroom.”

“Thank you.”

They parted, her heading for the front door and him to the bathroom, when Emmy stopped and spun around.

“Oh, could you maybe... keep the hard-on?” Her hands suddenly fidgeted in her robe’s loose sleeves. She bit her lip.

He gave her another wicked grin. “It’s not going anywhere without you.”

She nodded, radiating desire for him in every cell down to the ends of her hair, and turned around to take a deep breath, preparing herself to pretend she wasn’t about to combust so she could have a conversation with her sister.

She tightened her robe one last time and cautiously opened the door.

“Finally!” Piper greeted her with the pep of someone who’d been up for an hour and had, at minimum, three cups of coffee. “I was starting to worry. Are you—?” She cut off and leaned back to suspiciously eye her. Emmy noted she was fully dressed and looking newlywed glamorous in a flowy white dress over a bikini with wedge sandals and a wide hat. Bangles clattered on her wrist, and the new diamond band addition to her left hand set off a rainbow of sparkles even in the covered hallway. “You look like you were up all night fucking.”

“Piper!”

She shrugged a casual shoulder and leaned against the doorjamb, very obviously trying to see into the room. “Whatever. I was up all night fucking too.”

Emmy leaned in front of her to block her view. On close inspection, Piper had little puffed half-moons under her eyes, but that was about it. She certainly didn’t look as haggard as Emmy felt. Perhaps it was due to the sunbeams of happiness shooting out of her.

“Well, sure. But it was your wedding night.”

“Yes, and it was your... what night?” Piper leaned over and tried to peer in again.

Emmy stepped partially into the hall and pulled the door farther closed behind her. “It was my none-of-your-business night. What can I help you with? What’s with all the fish emojis?”

Piper bounced up on her toes and squealed as if she’d forgotten the previous topic. She clapped her hands together. “Put on your swimsuit and grab your man. Ben’s dad got us a boat for breakfast!”

Emmy blinked at her. “He— What? He bought you guys aboat?”

“What?No,” Piper said, like it wasn’t in the realm of possibility her new father-in-law might actually give them a yacht as a wedding gift. “As part of payback for the double-booking, Steve got the hotel to comp us a cruise. They usually use it for tours, but we get thewhole thingto ourselves for the day. It’s not as big as Gary and Cary’s boat, but still good.”

Emmy’s eyes popped wide in excitement. “Seriously? That’s awesome.”

“Yep! We’ve got a hundred-foot catamaran stocked with mimosas and brunch buffet docked and waiting, so saddle up!” She clapped her hands again and hooked her arm in an enthusiasticlet’s gomotion.

Emmy’s heart stilled when the wordcatamaranfully sank in. “Oh. Um, we can’t actually.”

Piper’s face folded into a befuddled frown. “What? Why not?”

Emmy glanced over her shoulder and noted she heard the shower running. She lowered her voice anyway because she knew he’d try to stop her from shooting down the invitation if he heard her. “Gabe gets seasick. He can’t go on a boat.”

Piper’s frown deepened. “But he was on the boat at my party.”

“Yes, and he was puking the whole time. Don’t you remember?”