‘Yes, it is. It’s going to suck, and I’m going to miss you like crazy.’

‘Me too.’ I found a tissue in my pocket and wiped my nose.

‘And that means we have to make the most of today. All right?’ I nodded again, part of me wishing the day was already over so I could stop anticipating saying goodbye, and just get on with missing him. Somehow, that part seemed like it would be easier – maybe because I’d be with my sister. Maybe because in the next few days I’d be seeing James.

The silver fox. I forced him from my head – he just complicated things.

I looked into Josh’s eyes and saw all the warmth and honesty that made me adore him. I sniffled loudly, which was kind of gross, but to his credit he didn’t flinch. ‘You’re right. There’s no reason to ruin a beautiful day on the Aegean Sea. We should pack, go to the marina, have a decent breakfast, and then enjoy the ferry ride back to Athens.’

There, that sounded very mature and reasonable.

He grabbed the back of my head and planted a less than platonic kiss on my mouth and then grinned at me. ‘Excellent. But you should probably freshen up before we go, because you look a mess.’

My mouth dropped open, shocked he would be so mean.

He winked. Oh, so he was teasing me. Or was he? While he went back to packing, I went to the bathroom and checked out the damage in the mirror. Teasing or not, he was right. It was probably best if I washed my face and started again. ‘Give me five minutes,’ I called.

I hoped he knew that five minutes meant ten minutes – at least. I closed the bathroom door and got to work on looking less like a blubbering mess and more like a woman on holiday with a gorgeous man.

*

‘I could look at a view like this for the rest of my life, couldn’t you?’ We were seated outside at a taverna, enjoying a view of island life.

‘Yes,’ I replied with a tinge of sadness. I didn’t want to go home. And it had nothing to do with the sexy American. Well, maybe it did – a little – but mostly I was beginning to feel this ominous dread about going back to my life.