“Um.”Beau pointed, unsure of what to do.“Should someone follow her?”
Tina sighed.“We’ll catch up.She actually knows where she’s going.”
“Alright then.So, the three of us will help you get back to the room,” Marissa said as she blew out a breath and turned her attention to Carolyn.
“No,” Carolyn whined.“I’m not done yet.”
Unfortunately, gravity was done with Carolyn.Her drunk lean kept on leaning.Her hand slid from the roulette table.Beau, Tina, and Marissa sprang into action.
Thankfully, Beau caught her.Though she squirmed, he was able to get her feet under her and back to standing upright—albeit with a bit of sway.
“Alright, you’re done.I’m calling it,” Tina declared.
Carolyn swooped her arm over Beau’s shoulders, turned, and booped his nose before giggling wildly.
“I’ll walk with you,” he offered with a chuckle.If being around these women meant he could laugh, he’d stick with them for all it was worth.
Anyway, they wouldn’t be able to handle the bride on their own.Well, he’d let them try if they protested, but something told him they might need him.
Tina scrubbed a hand back and forth through her short, spiky hair as she contemplated their situation.
Marissa threw her hands up.“Let’s go.”
Carolyn shoved her free arm out.“Charge!”
Tina rolled her eyes, shaking her head.
From the look on her face, being the adult in the room drained her.Having served in that role a few times, he’d bet her position within the group would be quite tiresome after four days.Hopefully, the rest of the crew would let her cut loose occasionally.
As they walked, Carolyn decided it was the perfect opportunity to sing a medley of pop songs off-key.At least, he thought they were pop songs.The words didn’t always seem to fit right, but he was pretty sure he heard some Taylor Swift, Beyoncé, and Lizzo in there.
Either way, it was enough to keep the smile on his face as he did his best to wrangle Carolyn back to her room without having to drag or carry her.Her feet may not have fully cooperated, but she was able to at least remain upright.
To his surprise, the women were on his deck.As they walked down the long hall, he realized they were on the other side of the boat and getting closer to his room.“What’s your cabin number?”
“We have the captain’s suite!”Carolyn declared proudly.
“I don’t know where that is,” he said, glancing toward the two sober women.
Tina pointed ahead of her.“In the back.”
No shit.Him too.He wondered how close they were.
Hauling Carolyn with him made Beau walk slightly slower than normal, which had Tina and Marissa ahead of him a few paces.They were murmuring among themselves.With Carolyn’s singing in his ear, he couldn’t make out what they said.
It wasn’t his business, anyway.He was just being a Good Samaritan.Anyone with any sense of manners would’ve done the same thing.
As they strolled, Beau couldn’t resist the temptation.His eyes wandered down the long strands of Marissa’s hair, which ended at the small of her back.His gaze kept on going to the roundness of her denim-covered ass.
Marissa was blessed with an ample behind, wide hips, and a soft body that no doubt had more dangerous curves than the Pacific Coast Highway.He blinked to himself, and his cheeks heated with a slight blush.Where had that thought come from?
Yes.Marissa was an attractive woman, but that didn’t mean he could ogle her.What kind of degenerate drooled over a woman so soon after asking a different one to marry him?
He snorted to himself.
The kind who recently walked in on his fiancée getting banged doggy style by his former best friend.
There may be nothing wrong with appreciating a woman’s attributes, but he didn’t have to be so obvious or vulgar about it.Clearing his throat, he diverted his gaze when they stopped.