He knew the four of them had gotten involved in some adventurous sex while on the island, but he hadn’t realized how free and open they’d become. It would take a little getting used to. He glanced toward Sandra and realized James was kissing her now. Devlin’s chest constricted, knowing the history between them. Damn, maybe he shouldn’t have come this weekend. It was one thing knowing what Sandra was doing with these guys; it was another seeing it right in front of him. James released Sandra and her gaze strayed to Devlin. He glanced toward the guys’ boat so she wouldn’t see the jealousy in his eyes. “Let me give you a hand with your gear.” He climbed aboard their boat and within moments, the three of them had the bags and cooler on the dock beside the others. “Why don’t you ladies go ahead up and we’ll bring your stuff?” James suggested. Aimee smiled.
