Cassie looked at the two of them and shook her head. They watched her like she was some sort of fascinating soap opera as she walked to the bar.
“I need two sex on the beaches and a glass of water,” Cassie said, standing demurely at the bar.
“Today wasn't enough sex on the beach for you?” Wyatt asked, a grin filling his face as he pulled out two glasses and began prepping her drinks.
Cassie tingled in all the right places. “I could go for more.”
“Me too,” Wyatt replied, his green eyes settling on her and making it hard to breathe. He was so damn sexy. All she could think about was how good he'd felt underneath her on the beach.
“So, are you following me?” she asked him, watching his hands make the drinks. He was quick and sure in his movements, just like on the beach. “When you said you had to work later, I assumed it would be at the tiki bar. Not as my own personal bartender.”
“Well, first of all, I'm her personal bartender,” Wyatt explained, pointing his head toward Janessa. She giggled and gave a little wave. “And secondly, I was supposed to be at the tiki bar, but the schedule changed.”
“So you're not following me?” Cassie put on a big fake pout.
“I can if you want me to,” he replied, setting the two drinks out for her. He poured the water and added a wedge of lime to it.
“Maybe a little,” Cassie admitted, taking one of the alcoholic drinks and sipping it up through a straw.
“Are you two going to be flirting the whole time?” Janessa asked, coming up and putting an arm over Cassie's shoulder. “I need my alcohol.”
“The water's for her,” Cassie told Wyatt, giving Janessa a grumpy side-eye.
Wyatt pushed the water with lime across the bar. “Well, I'm not really supposed to flirt too much with the brides. Boss says I broke one too many bride's hearts this year. But for you, I might make an exception.”
He gave her a sexy wink that had Cassie feeling just a tiny bit jealous.
“I like him.” Janessa chuckled and nudged Cassie. “Carry on.”
With her water in hand, Janessa went to greet her guests. Various women were starting to arrive. Katy, Janessa's daughter came in wearing a tiny black dress. Everyone was dressed in short shorts and sexy tank tops or short skirts and sexy tank tops.
Cassie was glad Brianna had talked her into wearing her new shorts and the low cut top they'd purchased at the store. She also wore an oversized necklace that sparkled every time Cassie moved, also from Brianna. She was glad Brianna was there to dress her, make her look good, and fit in with the crowd. This was much better than the short sleeved, very conservative maxi dress she'd been planning on wearing.
Especially since Wyatt was checking her out when he thought she wasn't looking. That was a better confidence booster than three shots of tequila. For the first time since her divorce, she felt sexy, and there was someone in the room that agreed with her.
“Hey, you know it's my job to flirt with the guests, right?” Wyatt caught her wrist as she reached for Brianna's drink. His touch was gentle and she looked up into worried eyes.
“It's how you make tips,” she replied. “I get it.”
His serious eyes stayed on her. “Yes. But, I want you to know, it's all an act for them. Not for you.”
Warm heat surged through Cassie's stomach and she felt like giggling. He liked her. The little twinge of jealousy vanished like smoke in the wind. The way he looked at her right now told her that she was the center of his attention.
Wyatt released her hand and she missed his warmth immediately. She wondered if Janessa really needed a bartender for tonight, or if she could just steal him away for a few hours to finish what they'd started on the island...
“You coming, Cassie?” Brianna called from across the room. “You said you were getting me a drink, not making the rum yourself!”
Cassie decided to let the party keep the bartender for now. She was already planning on having him after the party anyway. She could wait.
Cassie gave Wyatt a wink as she picked up Brianna's drink and headed to mingle with the other bachelorette party goers. Other than Brianna, Katy, and Janessa, she didn't really know any of the women here, but they
were all pleasant and excited to be on the island for the wedding.
It looked like it was going to be a great night.
“Cassie, we have a small emergency,” Brianna whispered, motioning her over. Cassie handed Brianna her drink.
“What's wrong?”