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fog of memories attempting to envelope me, I left my room to head for the pool. I’d had the dining room almost to myself when I ate breakfast earlier. I assumed a lot of the guests didn’t open their eyes until close to nine or ten after staying up all night. Insomnia struck me at about five in the morning and my mind instantly hurdled back to blond hair, a glittering belly-button ring, and the most perfect ass I’d ever seen.
    “Good morning, Mr. Simms,” I heard from behind me.
    I turned and my eyes landed on Georgia walking toward me wearing a bright smile and a black bikini. Well, shit. I was going to punch Evan in the face for sending me here.
    I cleared my throat and felt like a complete tool as I dropped my towel onto a lounge chair. “Morning.”
    To my surprise, she grabbed the chair beside mine and quickly spread her brightly colored towel out on it and took a seat. I watched her, a little stunned as she pulled sunblock from her bag and started slathering her body with it. How could she be so casual when we’d fucked up a storm less than twelve hours ago?
    “We’re cool, aren’t we?” she said as her lotion-covered hands swiped over her taut stomach, leaving it glistening.
    Cool?  
    “Like, you get why I left…right?”
    “Sure.”
    She flicked her sunglasses on top of her head and shot me a grin that nearly stopped my heart. “You and I are supposed to be cordial—friends, hopefully—so it’s probably better that we don’t…again. I wouldn’t want anyone to get hurt.”
    “You like it that rough, eh?”
    Holy fucking ball sack. That actually just came out of my mouth. Thankfully, I was wearing sunglasses and she couldn’t see the way I’d shocked myself with my own moronic retort. Her mouth tipped up in that same little smirk she’d shot my way when I made an ass out of myself at the bar by reminding her the drinks were included.
    “Oh, wow,” she said, the smile coating her voice. “You really are his best friend. You’re both little smartasses.”
    I cracked a smile despite the fact I felt the need to cower in sheer embarrassment. While I was tripping over my words in front of her, it also felt like I already knew her. That was the kind of joke I’d make to someone I knew I wouldn’t offend. It was familiar.
    “You know what I mean…” she started quietly again.
    “Yeah. I totally get it.”
    I saw her draw in a little breath and I watched the way her lips twitched before she spoke. “It’s just that—” Georgia stopped and shoved the bottle of sunblock in my hands and turned her back to me. “Get my back, will ya?”
    I let out some kind of strangled response that was half objection and half groan of delight.
    “Our best friends are in love,” she continued. “Letting our fiery loins call the shots has the potential to fuck up all kinds of shit. It just doesn’t feel worth it to mess with what Evan and Dani have. I mean, not for the sake of a few nights of fun.”
    My jaw clenched into a smile and I placed the bottle next to her hip as I stood to leave. I suddenly felt more like the beach than the pool. “We don’t have to talk about it anymore. And you don’t have to babysit me either. I didn’t come here to meet someone so really, it’s okay. I’m not heartbroken,” I said. A sharp pain nudged at my ribs for half a second and I let go of a dark laugh. “I’ll see ya around. Good luck finding your fun.”
    I grabbed my towel, gave her a nod, and headed toward the beach access walkway, utterly confused as to how she’d just managed to piss me off.
     

5.
    Girls Chase Boys
    Georgia
    That could’ve gone better. I wasn’t exactly sure what I heard in his tone but it set my nerves on edge. I watched as Harrison disappeared in the distance and I felt a little relief. Maybe my plan to bump into him casually was a little ambitious. Even if he wasn’t heartbroken, he didn’t seem ready to talk to me. Honestly, I couldn’t blame him. I’d spent the break of