By the time they'd each had a second drink and consumed most of a delicious but filling lunch, the earlier tension was all but forgotten. As they split a very fattening dessert, they were back to joking with each other and teasing, taking their time over the remnants of the meal. It was midafternoon by the time they finished eating.
"I'm stuffed," Kaitlyn said, rubbing her tummy.
"Me, too." Ryan took her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. "So we're all good now?"
She gave him an answering squeeze. "We're good."
"After that meal I don't know if I'm up for a swim this afternoon. Want to walk a bit and check out the shops? We really haven't done any of that."
"Sure. Maybe I can find an addition to my collection of very bad and stupid T-shirts."
Ryan laughed, a warm, full-throated sound. "I don't think you'll have any trouble. Most of the T-shirts I've ever seen would fit nicely in that category."