his group. This made Skylar uncomfortable, but she brushed off the feeling since they weren’t the only females there.
With her arms extending behind her, she laid back, enjoying the music blasting from the iPad, but the sound of waves crashing on the shore took her in. It was somehow hypnotic, soothing. Turning her head toward it, she could see the moonbeams, flawlessly reflecting silver lights along the ocean, wrapping Skylar with the feeling of peace and comfort. Mesmerized by the view, she could gaze at it all night. Though she was tired from shopping all day, somehow being there awakened her, providing a new vibe of energy.
Unfortunately the peace was interrupted when Skylar turned her head toward the bonfire. The guy with the yellow trunks was gawking at her. His stare was unlike anything she had experienced before. Either he was undressing her with his eyes, or he wanted to hurt her, like a lion observing its prey, ready to attack. Awkward! Slowly, she turned without making it obvious she was uncomfortable.
Skylar wondered if she had a sign on her forehead that read, “Please stare at me.” First there were the guys at the mall, and now this guy she’d just met.
As always, though Kayla didn’t know it, she came to Skylar’s rescue. Relaxing from Kayla’s voice, she honed in on her conversation with Nick. Kayla didn’t waste time, and was not afraid to speak her mind, especially when it came to Skylar’s interests. “Where’s Mason?”
“He’s around…somewhere.”
“So…are they your friends?”
“The guy with the red trunks is my oldest brother. His name is Everett. And the guy with yellow trunks, my second oldest brother, is Remus. I’m the third one, and the guy that is missing, Mace…I mean Mason…is the youngest. Then the rest of the people are Everett’s friends.”
Remus was Mason’s brother? Great! What luck! Skylar was already off to a crappy start, but for what? It wasn’t like she was interested in hanging out with Mason anyway, and it didn’t matter what she thought about Remus or what Remus thought about her. But she didn’t like the way he continued to glare at her, as if he was expecting her to do something horrible or magically turn into an alien or something. She couldn’t begin to guess what his problem was. Then she looked at the girls. Their hands were all over the brothers. “Hmm…good friends I’m sure,” she mumbled.
Kayla nudged Skylar with her shoulder, gesturing for her to keep her thoughts to herself. “So…you have three brothers. Any sisters?”
“Nope.”
“Do you go to school?”
“Nope.”
“Oh…so do you work?”
“Kind of.”
“Then…do you do anything?” Kayla turned her head sideways in confusion.
“Nope. We inherited tons of money when our parents passed away, so we never have to work a day in our life. Well…kind of,” he explained imperturbably. “We own businesses.”
“Oh…I’m so sorry, but that must be nice...I guess.” Kayla nudged Skylar again when she rolled her eyes.
Strange and odd. Parents passed away? How? Funny, he didn’t mention Mason being a cop either. They kind of worked, but owned businesses…a huge red flag. They looked too young to own businesses. They were maybe in their early twenties. She guessed if they inherited the businesses, or had that much money to buy them, then that would be a different story.
As horrid thoughts circulated through her mind, Skylar decided it was best to tune out their conversation. Speaking of parents, Skylar’s thoughts returned to her dad. He had left them when she was only eight years old, and she had never heard from him since. He might as well be dead to her.
What kind of dad would leave his family unless he didn’t care at all? It was difficult on Father’s Day, his birthday, Christmas, and other holidays, but slowly she had gotten used to the idea she didn’t have a father. Though she tried to hang on to the happy memories of him, the older she
With her arms extending behind her, she laid back, enjoying the music blasting from the iPad, but the sound of waves crashing on the shore took her in. It was somehow hypnotic, soothing. Turning her head toward it, she could see the moonbeams, flawlessly reflecting silver lights along the ocean, wrapping Skylar with the feeling of peace and comfort. Mesmerized by the view, she could gaze at it all night. Though she was tired from shopping all day, somehow being there awakened her, providing a new vibe of energy.
Unfortunately the peace was interrupted when Skylar turned her head toward the bonfire. The guy with the yellow trunks was gawking at her. His stare was unlike anything she had experienced before. Either he was undressing her with his eyes, or he wanted to hurt her, like a lion observing its prey, ready to attack. Awkward! Slowly, she turned without making it obvious she was uncomfortable.
Skylar wondered if she had a sign on her forehead that read, “Please stare at me.” First there were the guys at the mall, and now this guy she’d just met.
As always, though Kayla didn’t know it, she came to Skylar’s rescue. Relaxing from Kayla’s voice, she honed in on her conversation with Nick. Kayla didn’t waste time, and was not afraid to speak her mind, especially when it came to Skylar’s interests. “Where’s Mason?”
“He’s around…somewhere.”
“So…are they your friends?”
“The guy with the red trunks is my oldest brother. His name is Everett. And the guy with yellow trunks, my second oldest brother, is Remus. I’m the third one, and the guy that is missing, Mace…I mean Mason…is the youngest. Then the rest of the people are Everett’s friends.”
Remus was Mason’s brother? Great! What luck! Skylar was already off to a crappy start, but for what? It wasn’t like she was interested in hanging out with Mason anyway, and it didn’t matter what she thought about Remus or what Remus thought about her. But she didn’t like the way he continued to glare at her, as if he was expecting her to do something horrible or magically turn into an alien or something. She couldn’t begin to guess what his problem was. Then she looked at the girls. Their hands were all over the brothers. “Hmm…good friends I’m sure,” she mumbled.
Kayla nudged Skylar with her shoulder, gesturing for her to keep her thoughts to herself. “So…you have three brothers. Any sisters?”
“Nope.”
“Do you go to school?”
“Nope.”
“Oh…so do you work?”
“Kind of.”
“Then…do you do anything?” Kayla turned her head sideways in confusion.
“Nope. We inherited tons of money when our parents passed away, so we never have to work a day in our life. Well…kind of,” he explained imperturbably. “We own businesses.”
“Oh…I’m so sorry, but that must be nice...I guess.” Kayla nudged Skylar again when she rolled her eyes.
Strange and odd. Parents passed away? How? Funny, he didn’t mention Mason being a cop either. They kind of worked, but owned businesses…a huge red flag. They looked too young to own businesses. They were maybe in their early twenties. She guessed if they inherited the businesses, or had that much money to buy them, then that would be a different story.
As horrid thoughts circulated through her mind, Skylar decided it was best to tune out their conversation. Speaking of parents, Skylar’s thoughts returned to her dad. He had left them when she was only eight years old, and she had never heard from him since. He might as well be dead to her.
What kind of dad would leave his family unless he didn’t care at all? It was difficult on Father’s Day, his birthday, Christmas, and other holidays, but slowly she had gotten used to the idea she didn’t have a father. Though she tried to hang on to the happy memories of him, the older she
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