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stood there staring off at the ocean. “Talking to you is like talking to a child, Eli Jenkins! You’ve asked that in that exact same wounded voice every time I’ve told you what I’m doing today. And for the last time, I didn’t invite you because the last time you saw my cousins you pulled a Will Ferrell . . . except it worked.”
    “It’s not my fault your cousins were wasted and actually thought we were going streaking, and ended up getting busted by the cops.”
    “Well, that’s not how they feel about it.” I moved the phone away from my face so he wouldn’t hear me laughing. When I’d composed myself again, I let out a long, annoyed sigh. “The things I do for you. I’ll text you her number as soon as we get off the phone, okay?”
    “You’re the best, Pay!”
    “I know. Have a good night, don’t tell me the details.”
    He huffed. “See you tomorrow morning?”
    “As long as she’s not still in your apartment, I’ll be there with breakfast.”
    “She’ll be gone. See you then.”
    Ending the call, I bit down on the inside of my cheek and tried to ignore another fraction of my heart being broken off by him as I texted him my friend’s number.
    “You’re welcome,” I mumbled.
    Telling myself to not think about them together, and to have a good time tonight, I blew out a hard breath and walked down the beach to meet up with everyone. I breathed in the smell of the bonfire and felt myself already relaxing—there was nothing a good bonfire couldn’t make better.
    “Little Paisley!”
    I made a face at my cousin Michael, who was only a month older than me, but still almost a foot and a half taller. He launched himself at me, and I burst into a fit of giggles when he swung me up in his arms and turned us in really tight circles.
    “I’m gonna be sick, stop!” I shrieked through my laughter, but thankfully he took it as a serious threat.
    “Did you get shorter?”
    My eyebrows pinched together and I tried to look behind his head. “Are you—is that—are you going bald?”
    His expression deadpanned and I grinned wryly at him. “That shit’s not funny.”
    “I thought it was.”
    “Yeah, whatever. Come on, I’ll introduce you to everyone you don’t know.” We didn’t take four steps before he turned me toward the cooler. “Want anything?”
    “Just water for now.”
    He nodded and slapped a guy on the back who was reaching in there. “Brett, this is my cousin Paisley.”
    Brett straightened and turned, his arm already stretching out to shake mine—but the second he saw me his movements faltered, and my breath caught. Breathe, Paisley, breathe , I reminded myself as I took in his green eyes, wild hair, crooked smile, and splash of freckles on his face. But there was something about him that not only had me forgetting how to breathe, but also had me immediately forgetting about Eli and the numerous heartaches I’d endured because of him.

 
    Chapter Three
    August 23, 2013
    Paisley
    “H EY, BEAUTIFUL! J UST the girl I was hoping to see.”
    My steps faltered at his words, and as soon as I could manage to remove the shocked expression, a huge smile crossed my face. Did he just call me beautiful?
    I went into Eli’s strong arms easily, just like I’d done for the last twelve years. Breathing in his clean, masculine scent always made me feel like I was finally at home again. When I felt his lips graze my ear, my eyes fluttered shut and I melted into his chest.
    “Thank God you’re here,” he whispered softly, and my heart tripped up. “The girl at your three o’clock went home with me the other night and now thinks she has some claim on me. Mind helping me out tonight?”
    And there went my heart. Dropped straight through my stomach and was left lying uselessly on the floor. Was that . . . yep! That was Eli stomping on it. Again.
    When I finally got my throat to work, all that came out was a breathy “Uh . . .” that was lost in the cheering throughout the