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me, it’s all a little overwhelming.
    Kellan is a player. He picks up girls and doesn’t apologize once he uses them. I’ve heard the cautionary stories before so consider me warned. But considering how he makes me feel, I don’t know if I’m strong enough to keep him at arm’s length.

 
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    Kellan
     
                  Fuck me. Why did I think coming to a beach with girls was a good idea? I am on the couch, Aubrey’s bed, with Josh talking about which clubs to hit tonight, when Aubrey comes strutting out of the bathroom with nothing on but a fucking bikini. It is black with blue strings that tie on her neck, back, and hips.
                  She doesn’t look at us, just bends down (perfect view by the way) and grabs a sheer thing out of her bag, a book, and a beach towel. She knots the material around her waist, making a cute little skirt. Then without a word she walks out the back door and down the stairs to the beach.
                  I hear Josh laughing so I come to and give him a questioning look.
                  “Shut your jaw before you catch flies, and wipe that drool off your chin there, buddy.”
                  “Whatever,” I mutter, but wipe the back of my hand across my chin just to check. Josh just laughs harder. “Shut the fuck up, Josh. You know if you weren’t with MJ you would act the same way.”
                  “Damn right I would.” We continue talking about clubs and end up mapping out where we want to go. MJ and Cara told us before they left that as long as it wasn’t a dump, they didn’t care. Unfortunately, not being a dump meant a cover at the door and drinks twice the normal price. I didn’t get a chance to ask Aubrey what she thought, but there was no way I was going down to the shore to ask. That would be asking for trouble.
                 
                  Aubrey comes back inside first, her shoulders and chest a little pink from the sun. The tip of her nose is a shade pinker, too. I notice her freckles for the second time. They spatter across her nose, making her look a lot younger. Cara and MJ come back about a half hour later, while Aubrey is in the upstairs shower.
                  “Maybe we can leave her here, she is so awkward I know she is going to embarrass us,” Cara says. “We can wait until she goes to the bathroom or something.”
                  “No, don’t be fucking rude, Cara,” Josh snaps. “She will be fine. Maybe you guys will even have fun together.”
                  MJ barks out a laugh. “Doubt it.”
                  I am starting to get pissed at how callous these two girls are. Granted I have only hung out with Aubrey for about a day, but I haven’t noticed anything awkward or loser about her. I’m sure it stems from jealousy and other stupid girl crap, but I am about a minute away from blowing up. I am glad Josh said something first, who knows what I would have said to them.
                  I hear the water shut off upstairs just as MJ and Cara invade the master bathroom. I have a feeling it will take forever for the girls to get ready and for some reason they have to get ready in a bathroom. It will be almost time to go before Josh and I get showers. I sit down in front of ESPN and wait my turn.
                  But Aubrey surprises me again and walks down the stairs. She is dressed in a t-shirt and shorts like she’s ready for bed. “Shower is free,” she says and sits down next to me, wringing a towel around her hair. I can smell her shampoo, it smells like apples. She is sans makeup and her wet hair falls down her shoulders and back in little strings. She is looking at the TV, and when she drops the towel on the floor she lifts up a leg and tucks her foot underneath her other thigh. I try and discretely look down in hopes of seeing some extra skin but her shorts are