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“I’ll say the fish enjoyed the last meal of you”

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Caleb

That has to be the snorkel hater on the dock, chatting on her phone I gli a video with the boat in the background

I also glis under sensible shorts, and glorious red hair that would rival a sunset for color Her profile shows off a cute, upturned nose, and her animated expressions as she talks are kind of adorable

She doesn’t look like a nighter

She looks as intriguing as her challenge

But she’s also the last guest to board

I get her attention and smile as I tap my watch She quickly stuffs her phone in her pocket, and I meet her as she steps onto the boat

“Hey there,” I say with a grin “You must be Skyler, the snorkel hater”

Her laugh is bright and sweet—not the laugh of soave it away?”

“Your T-shirt,” I say She looks at the design in confusion It reads: But first, coffee “Studies show that most snorkel haters are coffee lovers”

She cocks her head, hazel eyes lively “Is the opposite true? Do you hate coffee, since you’re a snorkel lover?”

Her nose scrunches up The most adorable freckles are dotted over her cheeks “Nah I’m just a lover”

“Hey, Caleb!” Jimmy, one of my crew, shouts from the deck above “Where’d you put that cruelty-free sunblock?”

A timely reminder—work first

“Check under the bench on the deck,” I shout over my shoulder Behind me, I hear Skyler mutter to herself

“What was that?” I ask when I turn back

She starts, eyes wide, then clears her throat “Oh, I was just wondering if you knohat to do for swooning”

I froondering if she needs reassurance “You mean for seasickness or?”

“For lines like”—her voice drops in pitch to mimic mine—“I’m just a lover”

Oh, direct hit I grab h She doesn’t see a little dreamier every time she opens her mouth “Point to you I’uide”