10
Kaylee
After a night of tossing and turning, I got up and got ready for the day before heading out to get some breakfast at The Royal. It was the only restaurant on the island that served eggs just the way I liked them.
As I took a seat at the table I’d spent every morning at so far, the waitress nodded in my direction. She knew what I wanted and went to get it done. I looked out the window, watching the waves roll in.
“Mornin’,” came a familiar deep voice.
I turned to find Pitt standing there, his hat in his hands. Then he took a seat at my table without being asked. I looked him over: cowboy boots, blue jeans starched to the hilt, a pearl-snap pale blue shirt with long sleeves. I couldn’t help but tease him. “You in town for the rodeo, Pitt?”
His smile was devastating; it was so
