By the time we got back to the hotel, most of the tourists were already drunk. It was hard to believe that people could drink so much in the middle of the day, especially at the beach.
Ateg and I only watched as they danced with one another, and traded weird stories. At a point, they were reluctant to say anything but once Lucien and one of the other men ordered drinks, the rest quickly started to loosen up. I took a few drinks as well, but most of the time, my attention was focused on the cheating man and his fling.
The both of them talked throughout, and even when his wife tried to talk, they quickly shunned her. I watched as the gears in her head began to turn, the occasional touches, hand rubs, and the flirty banter, surely something was up. Our eyes met, and she stared at me for a second before walking out.