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life.” I say that last part louder than I need to so Sara hears me. I expect her to flip me off over her shoulder, that would be normal for her, but she doesn’t. Instead, she smiles at me and continues walking down the beach. I think she can see it too, the magic happening right now between me and Mac. At least, I hope she can. I’m going to need someone to tell me I’m not going crazy like grandma.
    Sara says goodbye to Mac and leaves us standing on the beach, alone. There are so many things I want to ask her. So many things I want to tell her. I know that as soon as I walk away from her I am going to want to turn around and walk back to her. It’s this feeling that I have. I never want to let her go and I’ve known her for less than twenty-four hours.
    “So,” she starts, “you r real name is Monroe?”
    I am going to kill Sara. That explains why she left us alone down here.
    “Yeah. It’s a long story.”
    “I like stories,” she retorts quickly.
    “Can I tell you another time? I should probably check in with my parents. How about we meet right here after dinner? We’ll walk to the pier and see if there’s anything going on down there tonight.”
    “Well, that depends.”
    “On…”
    “Do I get to hear the story?”
    She’s not going to let this go. It’s such a stupid story. I have no idea why I don’t want to tell her. It’s not like it matters that much. I just hate it.
    “Yes. I will tell you the story.” I see her raise her eyebrow, silently challenging me. “Promise.”
    I don’t give her time to respond. I crush my lips to hers in a soft, sensual kiss. I want to deepen the kiss but I force myself to pull away instead. There’s something about this girl that makes me go all animalistic. It’s like my body is craving hers and I’m never going to be able to get enough. That kiss is going to have to last me until after dinner. That thought alone makes me sad.

 
    MAC
     
    I can’t believe I spent the entire morning making out with Roe on the beach. Not that anyone noticed I was gone. When I walked back into the house I found my mom putting a tray of sandwiches and a bowl of pasta salad on the breakfast bar.
    “I was just going to call you down for lunch. Have you seen your brothers?”
    Did she not just see me walk through the back door? Did she even realize I was gone? Maybe she’s in denial that her daughter is growing up and doesn’t need constant supervision. I’m going to go with that. Any other option makes her look like a distant mother and she’s actually a good mother.
    “Not since they tried to take me out with their water guns earlier. They ran off and I haven’t seen them since.”
    She gives me the look. You know the look… the one only mothers can give you where your skin starts to crawl because you know she is about to ask you questions that you would rather not answer. I can feel her staring me down, trying to see if she can figure it out without me having to tell her. She’s pretty good at this game.
    In three … two… one.
    “What’s his name, MacKenna Grace?”
    Shit!
    It’s never a good sign when she pulls out the full name. That usually means she doesn’t approve already and she hasn’t even met Roe. How is that possible? I think she would love him. He strikes me as the kind of guy parents would adore.
    “His name is Roe. How do you do that?”
    “What? Read you like an open book when you are trying to hide something from me? It’s easy. You flush and tense up the second I look at you and try to figure it out. I always know when you are hiding something. It’s an educated guess as to what, after that.”
    Really? This is a guessing game to her? I always thought she had some type of mom superpower and that I was going to get it once I had kids. Regardless, I have successfully changed the topic of conversation so I need to get out of here before she realizes I have avoided talking about Roe.
    “I’m going to go find Mark and Matty,” I say