“And what would that be?” I asked.

“Why are you here and not helping Moana plan the wedding? I can sense there is trouble in paradise already seeing as you are trying to get drunk,” her voice had become low and teasing. What she was really trying to tell me was that I could take her to my bed if I wished.

I appraised her.

There was no doubt she was a beautiful woman.

Once upon a time I had a crush on Ava. It had been when we were much younger. Then I thought she was the most ...