Jock Blocked: A Billionaires on the Beach

There were only so many rooms in the part of the main lodge that was open. Most of them had been given to older family members and guests. Our parents had a room on the second floor. Gina and Doug had asked members of the wedding party to double up in some of the small, private cabins that were occasionally used to house staff.

“I’ll be fine,” I said, trying to sound more confident than I felt. It wasn’t the fact that the cabins were old and small that worried me. It was my roommates.

Gina seemed to read my mind. “I’m sure they’re very nice women.”

She was referring to the other two bridesmaids, Hanna and Savanna. Their mother had married Doug’s uncle a few years ago. We’d only met them this morning on the boat to the island, but they’d complained the whole time. Hopefully, they’d be in a better mood when we had to share the cabin tonight. “Yeah. A lot of people get cranky when they travel. Besides, I’ll be too busy to spend too much time there.”

Gina smiled. “Thank you for all the effort you’ve put into this.”

“My pleasure,” I said, and I meant it. I knew how much this wedding meant to Gina. She’d been in love with Doug for years, and for a while, it had seemed like he was in no hurry to get married. The wedding was important to her, and she was important to me. “See you at the reception tonight.”

My sister flipped her long, straight, perfect hair over her shoulder as she grinned. “I can’t wait for you to meet the guys. Your eyes will bug right out of your head.”

Inexplicably, my face turned red. By ‘the guys,’ she meant Doug’s three best friends who were serving as his groomsmen. They hadn’t been on our flight or boat this morning, but I’d heard they were supposed to have arrived around midday. They all lived in different parts of the US, so Gina had only met them once when she and Doug had done some traveling. It was apparent from the smile on her face that they’d made an impression.

I hadn’t met them, but I’d looked them up online, and wow. There had been a lot to read. All three owned their own businesses and were richer than King Midas. They’d gone to high school with Doug—one was his cousin. But as interesting as it was to read about people who lived such different lifestyles, it was the pictures I’d been glued to. All three were hot as sin and definitely in the “out of my league” category. Rich, young, incredibly attractive bachelors were pretty rare in my world. Or pretty much anywhere in the world. To distract from my heated cheeks, I teased my sister. “I thought you weren’t supposed to notice things like that anymore?”

“You’d have to be blind and dead not to notice,” Gina said with a grin. I smiled back. My sister was head over heels in love with her fiancé, so for her to notice his buddies, they must be extraordinary in person. My stomach did a little flip-flop at the thought of seeing them in person tonight. “See you soon.”

I waved and guided the golf cart into a tight turn, pleased with how well it responded. Golf wasn’t something that interested me, but the cart was awesome. Though most things on the island—the parts that hadn’t been wrecked by the hurricane, that is—were within walking distance, I was pretty sure I’d be driving this baby all week. It was just so much fun. Plus, I really did have a lot to do. Being the maid of honor wasn’t for wimps.

I waved at a middle-aged couple who’d found one of the pools. A lot of the guests would be arriving later in the week, closer to the wedding, but some of Doug’s relatives and close family friends were spending the whole week here. Probably the couple in the pool—who’d given me a friendly wave back—were among that group.

Once I’d passed the last of the smaller pools, the paved path divided into three, each one entering a thickly wooded area at a different angle. Palm trees and other tropical-looking foliage lined each route—one of which led to my cabin.

The question was, which one?

A representative from the resort had given my family a brief tour when we’d arrived. She’d taken us to the cabin I’d be sharing with Hanna and Savanna and had given me a key. Then she’d shown me the sweet little four-seat golf cart, and in my eagerness to drive my parents back to the main lodge, I hadn’t paid a lot of attention to where the cabin was.

Damn. I braked and studied the options in front of me. Through the trees, I could see wooden rooftops here and there. It looked like there were some structures along all three paths, so that didn’t help much.