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I’m not sure I’ve ever witnessed aside from the first time I met Peter—the two of them getting along. Interested in the interaction, I continue to watch as the two of them elbow each other between jokes, painting the portrait of friendship I assume must have been more common before I came along.
                  Suddenly, a hand touches my arm, and I flinch, “Excuse me.”
                  Looking at Eiden, slightly confused, I say, “Yeah?”
                  “I was just wondering if you and your friend would be interested in joining me and my brother for a party,” he tilts his head the direction of Aiden, who is stationed close to Justin and Peter.
                  I glance over to the group to see Justin’s arm wrapped around the shoulder of a bikini-clad brunette girl wearing a bobbed haircut, long in the front, short in the back. Peter, being the selfish jerk he is, has the three other girls fawning over him, tripping over themselves to hold his hand or stare into his eyes. If they only knew.
                  “We’d love to.” The words do their best not to come out tainted in irritation, but they’re having a hard time. “Belle ...”
                  She kisses the yogurt guy on the cheek, grabs my hand, and begins slowly licking her portion of breakfast. Once we make it over to Aiden, Belle slides her arm around his as she instructs, “Take Eiden by the hand.”
                  After doing so, I glance down at the uncomfortable combination we’ve created and look up, “No offense, Eiden, you’re a great guy to hold hands with, I’m sure. But, why do I need to right now?”
                  “The con is simple. Peter and Justin find where the party is by manipulating some random group of beach trash,” she points at the next generation of NFL cheerleaders we’re following. “We follow behind them as the girls that Aiden and Eiden picked up. Once we’re at the party, they ditch the beach bunnies and return to us ... theoretically.”
                  “Why is it theoretical?” My fingers touch Eiden’s, which are fatter than Justin’s. Doing my best not to judge, I can’t help but notice his hand is colder as well.
                  “That’s the way it’s always gone, getting me into a party without having to worry, but Justin’s never had a girlfriend, so I’m just assuming he’ll return.”
                  “Oh,” I try not to sound concerned. “Good assumption.” Though, I don’t know if I can stomach the embarrassment of being left by the guy pretending to pick me up as well as the one who is supposed to return to me.
                  Suddenly, something hits me, something that I was thinking about on the ship, something that we probably should’ve discussed last night instead of just passing out—our relationship. I know Justin cares about me. He’s rescued me, supported me, and even told me the truth against his better judgment. His feelings for me are absolutely clear as far as I’m concerned, but how do I feel? I mean, obviously, you don’t just go giving up the chance of growing up and your family for a guy you have lukewarm feelings for, yet I’m not sure if what I’m feeling is love. I’m sure part of it is, and that’s why I couldn’t help but do what I did, but the other part of me wonders, can I ever really trust him? Should we rush into this, especially if we have more than a lifetime to figure it out?
                  Making a firm decision, I sigh, “But, I’m not his girlfriend ...”
                  Aiden, Belle, and Eiden turn to look at me with unsure looks before Belle responds with, “That’s not the way he tells it.”
                  “To anyone,” Aiden clarifies.
                  Before I realize it, we’ve walked a good distance away from where we set up