Jason trailed half a dozen steps behind Sasha and Lexie, who walked down the beachwalk at the pace of snails. He seriously didn’t think people could walk this slow. But apparently two women who were talking could.
It actually warmed his heart to see Lexie interacting with another woman in such a friendly way. No wonder she loved working at The Straw. It got her out of her house and gave her a reason to interact with other people.
They laughed, and Jason refocused his attention on everyone walking their way, searching for any unfriendly faces coming from the direction of Sweet Breeze. It was sweltering and hot, and sweat ran down his back. Sitting on the beach in late April sounded like t*****e, but he’d do it for Lexie.
He’d slept little the night before, and the sun certainly wasn’t go
