It was a beautiful, early spring day; nothing but blue skies and the sunshine out before us. It wasn’t long until Evan was pulling off the Pacific Highway and into a driveway. Pressing a button, the large iron gates roll back, rumbling into the courtyard of someone’s house. Set out before us is a beautiful stone and glass beach house. Once the Harley is turned off, I could hear the sound of the waves crashing on the beach. Shaking out my vibrating legs and fluffing my flat helmet hair, I follow Evan towards the house.
Punching in another code at the main door, we enter the house, and it was breathtaking.
My eyes were drawn straight down the hallway to where the Pacific Ocean was laid out before me. “Evan, this view …” For miles all you can see is beautiful blue ocean. It reminded me of home.#p#分页标题#e#
“Pretty sweet place, hey,” Evan states, looking proudly at me.
“Is this yours?”
Evan laughs. “No, no, it’s my brother’s place. I crash here when I am in town.”
What, there are more Wyld boys? Not sure if the world could handle more of someone like Evan. “I didn’t know you had a brother.”
Laughing, he replied, “Yeah, he’s a couple year’s younger than me. Jake’s a professional surfer, he’s currently on the pro tour. I think he’s in Hawaii or Tahiti, not sure, but this is where he bases himself when he’s back in the country. I also have a younger sister, she’s the baby, eight years younger than me; you know the ‘oops’ baby.”
Hitting him on the arm, I tell him, “That’s mean.”
Rolling his eyes at me, he continues, “Charlotte’s a pain in my ass. She’s currently in Paris studying photography.
“Lucky lady, Paris is one of my favourite cities.”
Evan nods “Yeah Char loves it”
“So … what’s the plan for today? Relaxing by the beach? Massages? Surfing? Swimming?”
I watched him make his way into the kitchen, pull out a bottle of champagne from the fridge and a picnic basket out of the cupboard and place it on the island bench. I get just a little excited
“Thought a picnic on the beach would be a nice way to start.”
He filled the basket full of items out of the fridge. “How did you …?” I didn’t finish as I shook my head.
“Sweetheart, I’m Evan Wyld, I just have to make a phone call and things happen.”
Laughing at his arrogance, I follow him down to the beach my arms filled with oversized pillows. Evan lays out the navy rug onto the sand and pulls out the chilled bottle of champagne. Inserting two, long steel poles into the ground; he places the glasses into them, giving them a secure place to rest in the sand. There’s a platter of cheeses, cold meats, fruit, pastries and muffins.
“This looks fantastic, Evan. Thank you,” I smile, popping a piece of mozzarella in my mouth.
“Thanks for escaping with me this morning.”
“So is this a date?” I joke, as I help myself to some fruit and a breakfast muffin. It was a pretty elaborate picnic, but then again, he is a celebrity.
Evan shrugs. “This is the ‘Evan Wyld Malibu experience.’” He informs, wiggling his eyebrows at me.
“Well, so far so good Mr. Tour Guide,” I respond, while eating a grape and trying to distract myself from my thoughts as I settle into my space on the rug.
“So … do you have any brothers or sisters?” Evan asks, breaking the silence.
Shaking my head, I swallow the last piece of melon. “Nope, just me, but Vanessa was and still is pretty much the closest thing I had to a sister growing up in the commune together.”
Evan choked. “Commune? Like a cult?”
Chuckling, I reply. “No, not a cult. Vanessa and I grew up in a hippie commune in Byron Bay. This tiny coastal town on the East Coast of Australia. It’s well known for its holistic lifestyle and beautiful beaches.”
Evan looks at me silently, forcing me to continue.
“Our parents are in business together, they opened up this health retreat before we were born which has now turned into one of the most exclusive health resorts in Australia. My dad inherited the land from his parents. It has a gorgeous lush rainforest with views of the ocean. It really is paradise.”
“I’ve never been to Byron Bay before only Sydney and Melbourne; can you show me a picture of it?” Evan asks, sounding interested.#p#分页标题#e#
Pulling out my phone from my pocket, I type in the web address and show him the video of the resort, pointing out my parents when they pop up in the video. Dad, when he is talking about his chef’s garden, the organic produce that’s grown on site and the vegan meals that he prepares which are all included in your stay. Then Mum pops onto the screen, she works in the gym teaching yoga and meditation classes. Vanessa’s parents showcase the rooms and other activities on the video; they take care of the business side of things, looking after the finances and the day to day running of the resort.