Caspian slid into the empty seat beside her. "Now that is a good ear. I like to think I've spent so much time here that I blend."
Alexis doubted very much that this gorgeous man had any intention of blending. Movie star good looks aside, he wore a hot pink collared shirt and navy blue checked shorts with leather sandals. His beach bum aspirational attire didn't wash with Alexis.
He reeked of money and entitlement.
"Alexis has been living in London for the past decade and change," Tyler explained.
Caspian's face brightened. "How is The Big Smoke these days? Haven't been for ages."
"Grey and elegant, just as you left it, I'm sure."
"Tyler, I didn't know you had friends in London. You've never mentioned her." He clucked his tongue. "All those late night conversations at the Heron and nary a word, you naughty boy."
Alexis stepped to Tyler's defense. "We've only recently reconnected. He didn't even know I lived in London."
"Lived?" Caspian zeroed in on her use of the past tense.
"Live," Alexis corrected herself, her cheeks reddening.
Tyler gave her a quizzical look but said nothing.
"Well, I see a ridiculously well-proportioned young lady at the bar who seems desperate for my attention." He stood and gave Tyler a hard whack on the back. "Good to see you, mate. Cheers for the music. You're wasting your talents here." He dipped slightly toward Alexis. "Lovely to meet you, Alexis."
"And you," Alexis said politely. As soon as he was out of earshot, Alexis narrowed her eyes at Tyler. "Is he seriously a friend of yours? Where did you meet, at the yacht club?"
Tyler shrugged and smiled. "He's a character."
"You don't say."
"He spends a fair amount of money on the island when he's not sailing his yacht to bluer waters."
"Let me guess, St. Tropez?"
"One of many destinations."
"He's about as posh as they come." Alexis shook her head in disbelief. She'd had her fair share of dealings with members of English society through her firm and couldn't believe there was one lurking right here on Mangrove Island.
"He's fairly harmless unless you're a woman under the age of thirty, although rumor has it he's not very welcome in England. That's why he sails from place to place."
"Avoiding arrest?" Alexis was intrigued.
Tyler shook his head. "No, I think he served his time or had his day in court or whatever it was. A politician with a past."
"Aren't they all?" Alexis snorted.
Tyler polished off his beer. "Enough about the peerage, back to the steerage." He pointed to himself. "Based on what you heard tonight, would you be interested in seeing me play again? Because I can give you the calendar right now." He reached into his jeans pocket for his phone.