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I laugh, thinking,This is a good time to make an exit, before I tap the counter and turn around to head out the way I came in, but Brooks says, “Hold up.”
I freeze, wincing.
“The sound bath is out this way.”
My feet pivot slowly because I’m a terrible liar, and they’re going to see it all over my face. I’m right because Brooks points at me, snapping his fingers before he looks at Brody.
“You don’t know where she is, do you?”
I shake my head, groaning, “No…”
They’re so fucking dramatic because their arms toss in the air, and they yell, “We’re screwed,” and “Goddammit.”
I roll my eyes. “Fuck off. This is your fault. You two took it too far. She’s probably upstairs, rubbing one out.”
Our eyes snap to each other before we break and race to the stairs, fighting with each other, pushing and shoving to be first all the way up to her room.
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Moon: Is the lifeguard on the way?
Me: Yeah, a really nice couple called for help.
Moon: I can’t believe you.
Eleanor: I won’t tell you how hard I’m laughing, but I wish your life was a movie.
Mille: It would be my comfort show for real.
Samantha: Isn’t someone supposed to pee on you?
I look away from my phone when the last text comes up.
Leave it to me to decide the best idea I’ve ever had is to spontaneously become a fucking marathon jogger. All because I’m so horned up that if I don’t expend the energy, I might fuck a paddleboard. So I go for a jog along the beach, powering through for about a mile until my lungs feel like they may explode, until I stumble into the water, only to get stung by a fucking jellyfish.
Me: I’d rather eat a literal turd than ask the old man next to me to whip out his dick and strain his prostate like an SOS signal to piss on my foot.
Me: A literal fucking turd.
There are bubbles but no messages until nothing but laughing emojis come through. But I’m grumpy and hot. And even in my despair, only thinking about dick.
Moon: Definitely no pee. Depending on the species, it could make it worse.
“Okay, nerd,” I snap before looking apologetically at the helpful elderly couple next to me, then turn my attention back to my phone.
Me: I should hold out and never sleep with them because this is their fault.
I’ve been lying here waiting on Baywatch, so I’ve caught the girls up on today’s events.
Samantha: Edging is the best and the WORST.
Eleanor: Agreed. I refuse it. I told Crew that if he denies me an orgasm, I’d fuck his friends.
Millie: Hey!
Eleanor: He knows more people than Nate and TJ, Mills.
Millie: True, true. My bad.
