Thirty six

DAMIAN.

"Be nice, be nice!" Ishtar urged; her words just seemed to bounce off my ears as derealisation hit me for the first few seconds. It felt as though I'd floated out of my body.

Reiss.

Reiss? I shot my head to Ishatar and marked the expression of surprise etched on her face, yet it was nothing compared to mine. "You brought him here?" I asked through gritted teeth as the jolly fellow waltzed closer to where we were seated.

Oh, God. No, no. Anyone but this one. "Oh, yes, I did. I hid him in my purse. Look how big it is!" She said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. I didn't know what to think until she started speaking again, faster and lower. "I may…have told him I was going on a vacation with you."

I shot her a glare. "But…his coming here was solely his decision. Hell, how did he even find this place?" She gasped. "Oh, man!"

"It's the only resort we own in Samoa," I respond quickly. I didn't know why I needed to comply with her instructions. She said to be nice, and I was being ni