She sighed and then glanced over. “They’re all getting arrested,” she said, nodding.
He glanced over and, sure enough, all six of the people, including the woman who had attacked Jules, were being hauled onto the police boat.
“They’ll impound their boat too,” he said with a smile.
“I’ve never had anything like that happen before,” Jules admitted.
“We have,” Lea said, sitting next to her. Then she took Jules’s hand in hers. “Don’t worry, we are not going to let this spoil our fun today. Are we?” Lea turned to him.
“Hell, no, we aren’t.” He smiled and then winced.
“Scoot over and let the doctor take a look at your man,” Lea said, nudging Jules aside.
He couldn’t help but smile at Lea’s words or the fact that Jules didn’t correct her friend. Then Lea touched his lip, and he had to focus on not crying like a baby in front of his friends.
Lea examined him from his bruised shin to a small bump on the back of his head that he didn’t even know he had.
“We need to take pictures of all these before I bandage you up. Sorry, but you shouldn’t get back in the water today,” Lea added, snapping a few photos on her phone.
“It’s okay.” He was done with it at any rate. They only had about another two hours before sunset. After what had happened, he was thinking of heading below deck and taking a nap to recover.
“After that…” Jules glanced around at the other boats that had moved aside to allow the police in. She could feel everyone staring at them. “Why don’t we just go?”
“No,” Lea said before he could answer. “If we tuck our tails and leave, they win.”
“Besides, I’m pretty sure everyone else around us is on our side,” Damion said, taking Jules’s hand in his. “Did you hear the cheers when you knocked that woman on her ass?”
“Kick-ass move by the way,” Aubrey said as she climbed aboard and sat down. “You did pay attention to my class.”
Jules smiled. “Yes, I did.”
“You should hand out business cards for your classes,” Lea joked. “I’ll bet all the women who saw Jules kick ass would sign up.”
“That’s not a bad idea,” Aubrey joked.
“This is a good time to bring out dessert,” Isaac said, holding out a tray of cookies and brownies.
Damion grabbed a brownie. Jules shook her head, but he grabbed a cookie and handed it to her.
“Thanks,” he said as Isaac moved around the boat. By then, the police had pretty much disappeared. There was still one police boat next to the other boat, no doubt waiting for the tow.
Everyone from their group was onboard, enjoying the treats.
“You shouldn’t turn down one of Isaac’s treats. Betty probably made them, and you know how amazing of a pastry chef she is,” he said, finishing off the brownie.
He glanced over at her cookie, which she was eyeing. He reached for it, but she laughed and held it away from him.
“I think you’re right.” She took a huge bite of it while he laughed.
After everyone was hopped up on sugar, they jumped back in the water and started another volleyball game while he and Jules watched for a while.
When Jules leaned against his shoulder, he wrapped his arm around her and leaned against the side of the cabin. There was a row of cushions that the camp guests normally sat on. Now, his legs were stretched out, cushions propping him up, and Jules was practically lying in his lap.
With the sunshine warming them, the sway of the boat, and the sound of happy people cheering, and Jules held tight against him, he drifted off to sleep.
They both woke sometime later when the group came back onboard.
“Did you get some rest?” Lea asked the both of them.