Noah knew there were different levels of comfort in a bed. Intellectually. But he’d never experienced it as first-hand as he did that first night in the beach cottage he’d found on a moment’s notice.
Sure, he could’ve gotten one of the condos in the posh buildings near the new Ohana resort, but there wasn’t anything available on the first floor. Noah didn’t want to take an elevator ride every time Boomer needed to go out and take care of his business.
He’d searched online, and for being touristy, Getaway Bay didn’t have a lot available for move-in immediately. Of course, it was the height of summer, and there would certainly be more opening up once autumn came.
He really hoped he’d still be on the island then, but his hopes for getting permission to leave Triguard permanently seemed lik
