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started to have feelings for Jack and needed to be careful and see it for what it was, a rebound fling.
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Chapter 7
I woke to the phone ringing the next morning. The hotel manager had heard about Sienna and I singing at the bar a few nights ago and wanted to know if we would fill in for the lead singer at the resort’s nightly themed party. The band’s lead singer had come down with the flu and the backup they usually used was in Maui working a wedding that night. I wasn’t really in the mood to sing, but the manager’s desperation made me feel guilty knowing that I could help him. Plus, technically, the hotel was my employer, and it wouldn’t look good if anyone heard that I refused to help out with a singing gig, when I was available. I reluctantly agreed and told him that we would come down and rehearse later in the afternoon with the band.
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Sienna was in surprisingly good shape that morning and seemed genuinely excited about our gig when I told her about it. We decided to spend the day at the beach before our rehearsal. We both put on our bikinis and sarongs, big floppy hats and filled out straw bags with tabloid magazines and ipods.
The beach was quiet and we found two loungers near a straw hut.
We posi-
tioned our chairs to face the sun and both tilted our chairs back to lie on our backs.
“What happened with you and Jack, I was surprised to find you in our room when I came in this morning?”
“He said he had to get up early for a fishing trip to an outer island this morning.” I wanted to hide the disappointed in my voice, but Sienna knew me too well.
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“Oh. I didn’t think that man was going to let you out from underneath him the whole week. You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I guess I just assumed it was going to last the whole week too, but I think the fling has flung and we are done.” I tried my best at casual.
“Well, whatever it was it seemed to work, you didn’t spend the first few days of our honeymoon talking about that asshole Michael at least.” Sienna smiled at me.
She was right. I barely even thought about Michael the last few days, un-less I was comparing him to Jack and he was landing on the light side of the scale. I’m sure she had expected me to be sad and re-miniscent about my years with Michael on our trip, after all we were on the honeymoon that I had planned to spend with Michael.
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The odd thing was that I missed Jack more than Michael.
“Who could think of Michael with Jack as a distraction?” I smiled.
“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself with him. If you’re done, can I have him now?” Sienna teased.
***
A quiet day on the beach was just what I had needed. We soaked up the sun, went for a swim, had pina coladas and read trashy magazines together. It was girl heaven. By early afternoon the sun was scorching and Sienna decided that we needed to go island shopping for our show that night. We hopped on the hotel shuttle bus and headed downtown to the shopping district that rivaled most big cities.
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As was our tradition since sixth grade, and we were allowed to go to the mall ourselves, we spent the first hour of our shopping excursion picking out outfits for the other to try on. I always found frumpy things for her to try on and she always made me try on the sluttiest dresses she could find. We wandered in and out of stores; our arms linked and faces smiling, as we got lost in our own little world.
We eventually settled on coordinating outfits. We didn’t match our outfits when we performed together, but we always coordinated something between what we wore. Some times it was a similar color, or a similar style, this time we had found a coordinating flower and skirt length. I picked out a simple white strapless dress that hugged my curves. It was short, but not too short where I would be giving the front row a private show if the stage were more than a foot off the
started to have feelings for Jack and needed to be careful and see it for what it was, a rebound fling.
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Chapter 7
I woke to the phone ringing the next morning. The hotel manager had heard about Sienna and I singing at the bar a few nights ago and wanted to know if we would fill in for the lead singer at the resort’s nightly themed party. The band’s lead singer had come down with the flu and the backup they usually used was in Maui working a wedding that night. I wasn’t really in the mood to sing, but the manager’s desperation made me feel guilty knowing that I could help him. Plus, technically, the hotel was my employer, and it wouldn’t look good if anyone heard that I refused to help out with a singing gig, when I was available. I reluctantly agreed and told him that we would come down and rehearse later in the afternoon with the band.
122/408
Sienna was in surprisingly good shape that morning and seemed genuinely excited about our gig when I told her about it. We decided to spend the day at the beach before our rehearsal. We both put on our bikinis and sarongs, big floppy hats and filled out straw bags with tabloid magazines and ipods.
The beach was quiet and we found two loungers near a straw hut.
We posi-
tioned our chairs to face the sun and both tilted our chairs back to lie on our backs.
“What happened with you and Jack, I was surprised to find you in our room when I came in this morning?”
“He said he had to get up early for a fishing trip to an outer island this morning.” I wanted to hide the disappointed in my voice, but Sienna knew me too well.
123/408
“Oh. I didn’t think that man was going to let you out from underneath him the whole week. You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I guess I just assumed it was going to last the whole week too, but I think the fling has flung and we are done.” I tried my best at casual.
“Well, whatever it was it seemed to work, you didn’t spend the first few days of our honeymoon talking about that asshole Michael at least.” Sienna smiled at me.
She was right. I barely even thought about Michael the last few days, un-less I was comparing him to Jack and he was landing on the light side of the scale. I’m sure she had expected me to be sad and re-miniscent about my years with Michael on our trip, after all we were on the honeymoon that I had planned to spend with Michael.
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The odd thing was that I missed Jack more than Michael.
“Who could think of Michael with Jack as a distraction?” I smiled.
“Well, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself with him. If you’re done, can I have him now?” Sienna teased.
***
A quiet day on the beach was just what I had needed. We soaked up the sun, went for a swim, had pina coladas and read trashy magazines together. It was girl heaven. By early afternoon the sun was scorching and Sienna decided that we needed to go island shopping for our show that night. We hopped on the hotel shuttle bus and headed downtown to the shopping district that rivaled most big cities.
125/408
As was our tradition since sixth grade, and we were allowed to go to the mall ourselves, we spent the first hour of our shopping excursion picking out outfits for the other to try on. I always found frumpy things for her to try on and she always made me try on the sluttiest dresses she could find. We wandered in and out of stores; our arms linked and faces smiling, as we got lost in our own little world.
We eventually settled on coordinating outfits. We didn’t match our outfits when we performed together, but we always coordinated something between what we wore. Some times it was a similar color, or a similar style, this time we had found a coordinating flower and skirt length. I picked out a simple white strapless dress that hugged my curves. It was short, but not too short where I would be giving the front row a private show if the stage were more than a foot off the
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