Chapter 11: Lunch at the Marina
"Oh, there you are Anton." A sweet and sexy voice filled the air as a tall and voluptuous woman clad in a bikini and a very transparent cover-up approached them and hooked her hand around Antonio’s arm possessively. With her, was a middle-aged couple, dressed in elegance and power.
She sized up Aryana and looked at her from head to toe before looking at Erik with a sweet smile.
"Hi, Erik. It’s a surprise to see you here." She said giving Erik a quick peck on the cheek. She ignored Marlon and Aryana like their existence did not matter at all.
"Hello Greta. It’s been a long time. Hello Norman, Mrs. Lopez". It’s a pleasant surprise to see you here." Erik accorded them a polite nod.
"You robbed us of our favorite spot Erik. I was angry earlier when the manager told me that this VIP table was booked and she cannot do anything about it. Now I understand why." Norman said a hint of sarcasm could be detected in his voice.
He patted Erik on the shoulder. "Let’s enjoy our lunch first and I want to talk to you about business after lunch since you are already here." He left with the three of them and settled on a table on the other side of the restaurant.
’I now understand where Antonio has gotten his air of arrogance.’ Aryana thought.
Soon their food arrived and her mouth watered at the delectable dishes in front of them. She learned from her research that all seafood here was fresh catch and the fruits and veggies were grown organically and harvested on the same day. The island was small and she wondered how it can support the needs of the restaurant and the guests.
They had lobster and steamed grouper and grilled tuna. She had coconut water that was still in the shell. She had seaweed salad and she ravished everything as she did not want to waste any food.