Glancing around, I noticed a few middle-aged ladies walking around in bathing suits. Though I couldn't see any that really caught my eye, surely there had to be someone closer to my age I could spend some time with.
And maybe spend a night with, so I'd finally get over this driving need that had me almost out of mind.
"Have you heard from Brandon, Rex?" Kirsty asked, breaking into my thoughts, just as our server arrived with our drinks.
I shook my head. "No. I've left a few messages, but he hasn't called me back yet. Have you talked to him?"
"No, I haven't heard from him." She leaned in and lowered her voice. "To be honest, I'm starting to get worried. I'm wondering if something's wrong. Normally, even if he's busy, he always phones me back. And I haven't heard a word from him since th
