Candy and Isis got out of the car, heading into the beach house. Gage was leaning on the porch, looking amazing in his suit, smiling ear to ear at his fiancé while looking her over like she was a meal. He turned his gaze to Candy, and she looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

“What’s with, pinky?”

“It’s a long story.” Isis went up to him and kissed his cheek. “You look handsome.”

“Thank you. I clean up nice, don’t ya think? You both look amazing. Isis, we should get going. The captain is waiting at the docks.”

Isis turned to hug Candy. “Don’t worry, sweetie. He’s going...