“Do you mind?” Tyler retorted. “You have your own boyfriend.”
Scott sank down on the two-person sunbed that Prin was currently occupying. He kissed him.
“Sorry, I’ll never stop looking. But you, my love, are the one I will be touching.”
Prin shrugged. “Until we want to spice it up one day?”
Scott sprang back. “Prin Lum. You are a bad man. Danny!”
“Not with Danny,” Tyler replied, laughing.
“Did I hear my name?” Danny shouted.
Eddie and Billy were in hysterics.
“I’d sit this one out,” Eddie shouted.
Scott stretched. “This is the life though.”
“How long are you guys planning on staying away?” Billy asked.
Weirdly, they hadn’t even discussed it. Scott was squandering his savings. Plus his parents had sent him a tidy sum. He suspected they were hoping for wedding bells. None of their friends had had a gay wedding. Debbie was now laser focused on that prize.
Money had never seemed to be a problem for Prin. But there was plenty of time for all that sensible chat.
“When the rainy season arrives,” Prin said. “Next spring?”
Scott raised an eyebrow. “I love it when you’re masterful.”
“Wow, that’s a long time,” Billy said.
“I’m sure you’ll survive, Scotty,” Eddie added. “Prin? You’re a brave man.”
Scott gave him a one-fingered response.
He couldn’t come up with a scathing response as a sodden Danny walked across his eyeline and flopped down on the sunbed next to Tyler who was scowling at Scott.
“Pervert.”
Scott lay back with his head against Prin’s side. He shifted Prin’s arm so it was across his chest.
“What shall we do for dinner?” he asked.
“Beach barbecue,” Eddie said.
Billy and Danny cheered.
“That was easy to arrange,” Scott said.
The sun was beating down on them as they all soaked it up.
“Okay, Danny and I have news,” Tyler said. “I wasn’t going to say anything until you got back but if it’s going to be this long, I’ll have to.”
He glanced nervously at Danny. Scott had an uneasy feeling in his stomach.
“Go on.”
“We’ve been working on our finances and we think we’re in a position to put a deposit down on a place of our own.”