Clara and Thea huddled close together, their voices dropping to a hushed whisper as they exchanged secretive glances.
Whatever they were planning, they clearly wanted it to remain between the two of them.
Yet despite their caution, Riley could hear every word effortlessly, his divine sense picking up their conversation as if they were speaking right beside him.
He didn't interrupt. Instead, a slow, knowing smile spread across his lips.
"The future's looking bright for me," he murmured with a light chuckle, reclining lazily in his chair as the warm ocean breeze played through his hair.
He deliberately tuned them out after that—he preferred to let the surprise come naturally.
Just the knowledge that Thea, graceful and seductive as ever, would soon be offering herself to him willingly was enough to leave him content and buzzing with anticipation.
The beach getaway had gone exactly as he had hoped.
