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She eyed Jack overtop of the book in her hand He was shirtless and wore a pair of faded navy board shorts Mirrored aviators kept his eyes hidden, and he carried snorkeling gear in one hand and a red cooler in the other He set the snorkeling gear down close to the water and turned toward her

Donovan’s heart skipped and i toward her? They weren’t friends They weren’t even close

He didn’t stop until his shadow blocked the sun

“Huxley, huh?”

“You sound surprised,” she said turning a page

“I am”

“Sorry to inform you that this Arkansas hick can read” Lord, he better not quiz her on Huxley, because so far she’d barely h the first chapter And the only reason she was reading it was because Grace had bet her that she’d never get through it

Thinking of the traitor, Donovan’s onna collect whether she finished the book or not After pulling this stunt, Grace Si time

“Let’s not get off on the wrong foot already I just ht you’d have a stack of those trash azines you used to like”

“Nope,” she said, glancing up “I’ve been on the cover of most of theue” She shrugged “I don’t enjoy reading stories about myself, because most of them are lies”

“I get that,” he replied

She snorted

“You still do that”

“What?”

“That sound that tells me that you think I’m full of shit”