Chapter 27

After watching the sunrise on Sunrise beach and thanking the Lord for another day, Paul got up and turned to Andi. She was walking around the island bare breasted like all the other women were now, Sunny, Macy, Yi and Lucy. Justice Atherton started it, they claimed. “This is how it should be,” sighed Paul. Both were barefoot and were wearing only shorts. “It’s going to be hard to get used to swimsuits again.” He draped his arm over her shoulder and gently cupped a bare breast.

“Wait until gravity sets in and they’re pointing at my toes,” said Andi, as she handed Paul a cup of coffee.

“I don’t care, as long as they’re available and they’re part of you.” They were walking back to Andi’s Dream.

“So, what is this meeting all about?” asked Andi.

“I’m not sure. It’s something John dreamed up, and that’s all they’ll tell me.” Paul was as much in the dark about this as Andi was.

When they arrived at their boat, they stepped onto the pier and stepped aboard. On board were the usual suspects; Lucy, Gus, Macy, John, Stan, Sunny, and they were joined by Nicoletta and her husband, Donald. It was a reunion of sorts. Paul and Andi have been in seclusion for the past two days, spending their time in long discussions over their past and their future, and gentle yet passionate love making.

John came up and patted him on the back. “How ya doing, bro?”

Paul rolled his eyes at John’s use of the frat boy term “bro” but smiled. “We are getting better. Took care of the C.E.S. as well.” He gave Andi a little hug, then a little tickle on the ribs, making her giggle and twitch.

John grinned and held his fist up and they fist bumped. Andi gave Macy a hug and quietly asked her, “What is C.E.S.?”

Macy grinned. “Cloudy Eye Syndrome. Paul brought that term back from the Air Force and John holds it over my head occasionally.”

“Ok, I don’t get it. What’s Cloudy Eye Syndrome?” Andi was getting confused now.

“Silly! You know - Boules bleues, blue balls.” Macy could see from the blank look on Andi’s face that she wasn’t getting it. “Sacré bleu! You doctors can’t operate in society without 18 syllables.” She leaned over and whispered in Andi’s ear, “Testicular vasocongestion, does that ring a bell?”

“Oh!” said Andi. The look on her face showed the clouds parted and understanding now reigned. “What does that have to do with eyes?”

“You’re going to have to talk to Paul about that,” said Macy, shaking her head. “He’s the cardiologist.” She added that last bit, just to confuse Andi even more.

They all gathered around the dining table up on the galley deck where John put forward his proposal; “We sell this as a total package. The customers who want to fish fly to Miami, Melbourne, Orlando, Atlanta, wherever. A-Line then flies them to the Jupiter house where they spend the nights and from there, they board the Gazinta, Stan’s fishing machine, or Andi’s Dream, and go harvest fish. For those that want to cruise, A-Line brings them here to Nisi Arcadia where they spend the night in a cabana on either Sunset or Sunrise side, then board Andi’s Dream for the cruise part, or one of Miss Nicoletta’s Hunter Legend sloops.”

Sunny proposed several cruise routes that would keep a honeymooning couple happy, and Stan showed his proposal for fishing cruises. Yi finished the presentation with several proposed menus. All proposals included cost estimates and price suggestions. “We will, of course, miss this year’s spring breaks,” Yi concluded.