Naturally, it didn’t take long for me to start talking to these handsome men. We had received an invitation to the only club in Niue for the following night by the end of our first day. During the time that my newlywed sister served as my wingwoman, a builder and I fell in love.
With hammers, wheelbarrows, and power tools slung low around their waists, these imposing figures would pass by our balcony every morning as we awoke.
We were mesmerized by the ripples of their tanned muscles with each whack of their hammer and vibration from their electric drill, so we didn’t care about the noise of the construction. The view of the ocean was also pleasant.