“I like it, but you may have to leave him here for the night.” He was teasing me, but I didn’t care. I put Maui carefully on the bed with his head resting on a pillow.

“Bye, Maui,” I said quietly. I picked up my clutch and turned towards Josh.

“Ready?” he asked. I nodded. He placed a hand on the small of my back as I walked past. “You look fantastic, by the way.”

“I know,” I replied playfully.

“And, cool shoes.” I nearly stumbled in those cool shoes as I walked out the door, my mind plummeting back to an incredible night in London and the first time I slept with James.

Josh. Josh. Josh. Why was it so hard to just be with the man I was with?

I paused to wait for him, taking in how handsome he looked. It’s not always about you, Sarah. He was wearing a pair of dark-wash jeans, which hugged his thighs just enough to be spectacularly sexy, and a pair of shiny black dress shoes. He wore a crisp white shirt opened to the third button, highlighting the tan he’d got since we’d arrived. He was cleanly shaven, and his hair was still a little damp from his shower, defining some of his curls. And he smelled divine, like sandalwood and sex.

“You look fantastic too,” I said with genuine admiration.

He cocked his head to the side. “Thanks!” There was a flash of his brilliant smile and in an instant, all traces of James were erased from my mind. Josh. Beautiful, funny, adorably sexy Josh.

*

“And then, he took me on a ride along the coast on a motorcycle and we watched the sunset together. It was magic,” Siobhan sighed. She’d had a fun couple of days with Paddy and I was happy for her. She was in the front seat of the taxi, and Josh and I were holding hands across the back seat—like a real couple and not just travelling fuck buddies. Yes, I was still a little hung up on that.

“So, Siobhan,” said Josh, “do you think you and Paddy will see each other again after this?” I hoped Josh didn’t feel me tense up. Where’s he going with this?

“Oh, like you and Sarah?” I was pretty sure from the tone in Siobhan’s voice that she was “Team Sarah”. I wondered if Josh noticed, but if he did, he pretended not to. Or, he was back-pedalling like a MoFo.

“Yeah, sure, like us, I guess.” Oh, god, please stop talking. And please don’t say the V-word.

Siobhan wasn’t having it. “Oh, no, I mean, Paddy and I are just a bit of fun. I mean, I was supposed to be married right now. We’re a holiday romance—nothing like you two.”

Bahahahahahahahahaaa. I was laughing on the inside. On the outside, I looked out my window and said nothing. Josh squirmed in his seat a little and I was glad—perhaps a little too glad. It was not my finest moment.