*Michael*
I made my way down the beach toward the lobby the next day, the gentle crash of waves providing a soothing backdrop to my thoughts. I passed a hammock strung between two palm trees and part of me wanted to sit back and forget all about today’s meeting. I had scheduled a meeting with Mr. Cavalier when we first arrived to discuss the necessary changes at the resort. Shelby was meeting me there after getting the twins settled down with Aubrey.
I spotted Lauren standing ahead of me, her figure illuminated by the soft glow of the rising sun. She seemed lost in contemplation, her gaze fixed on the horizon as if searching for answers in the shifting tides.
"Lauren," I called out, my voice carrying across the sand. "How are you settling into your bungalow? If you need help moving anything or need me to order anything to make it more comfortable, just let me know."
