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he started quietly. Before he could continue, Mia’s phone buzzed with a notification. She glanced at it and smiled. “Actually, there’s a beach bar event tonight. Live music, dancing, and they’re doing some kind of midnight fire show. Lily mentioned it earlier. We should go. All three of us.” Alexander hesitated, then nodded. “Fine. But we stay together. No more risks tonight.”

We struggled through the language barrier for what felt like forever before they understood. “You’re saying your friend might be down below the cliff?”

Waterz. I waited. I waited for someone to laugh and say it was a joke. A birthday prank. Something funny that everyone planned together. I waited for Millie to nudge me and whisper, relax, it's not real. I waited for Mick to shake his head, pull away from that woman, and walk toward me the way he always did.Nobody moved,Nobody laughed. Nobody said a word. Millie's fingers found my hand in the crowd. She wrapped them around mine and held tight, the way you hold someone when you are afraid they might fall.

“School is out, but that does not mean that you will have to lose contact with your friends. Join us on this year's Christmas trip. We will be having s’mores, campfire and a whole lot of fun over the holidays. Are you interested? Come and sign up. The date and place will be forwarded to you via the phone number you will register. Please make sure that you are available at that date. Once you text back your confirmation, you can no longer cancel. Happy Holidays everybody,” “Wow,” Shane remarked. “Yes, wow. Come on, girls. I think this will really be fun,” Anne said enthusiastically eyeing all of us. “I’m in. I have nothing to do after Christmas anyways. So sure, why not. Plus, I agree this so

She could see him clearly now, and for some reason, he had his dimples only on one cheek. "Calm down, love. You literally loved my body just last night." Logan said, the smirk on his face still plastered firmly. He didn't touch the blanket. Becky's cheeks flustered hot. She wasn't much of a lady who visited bars and slept with random guys. Three months now and she thought she would have gotten over her ex lover, but no. Instead, she missed him more. His warm embrace and soothing relaxing talks. When her friend, Mel had advised her to have fun, it took her a while to understand just what the word 'fun' meant to Mel. "I'm leaving." She announced the moment she finally got a hold of the dress a

"Yeah. We figured it wouldn't, but we're still doing this anyway. No way in hell we’re leaving you out.” King smiles and presses one last kiss to my temple. "One more week," he reminds me. And just as I open my mouth to grumble something else, the doorbell rings. We all freeze. There's a brief flicker of irrational hope that it might be War—but I know better. It's not him. It's my best friends. I sigh and glance toward the door. "Looks like our designated cockblockers have arrived." "They're a little late," Niko mutters, pushing off the chair with a dramatic sigh. "We could've had like five quickies by now."

His lingering teenager anger was seeping out with his wolf's. I smiled sweetly, motioning for his friends to leave," meet us back here in..." Glancing down at my watch I spoke. "An hour. Pack light, they like to run a lot so there's spare clothes everywhere." His friends nodded happily, rushing out the door behind him.

Because I’m here to make friends, not enemies. I entered my room and start taking a shower and wash my hair. After 15 minutes of showering, I wrap my body with a bathrobe as I heard the knockin on the door. Opening the door, I have been greeted by my 2 best friends. They immediately attack me with tons of questions. I chuckled seeing them very excited. Taking my phone from the bed as it vibrates, I check the message and saw a text from Chase. Chase: Tonight at 7 meet me at the pier.

I winked and pointed to myself. "The best." They also gave me bracelets. I hurt my back moshing at Taylor Swift. John Mayonnaise. I am the exception. Yes, I told myself. I've found my people. Even though it was not the same without Timothy, I persuaded myself to friendly talk with the three friends—all college buddies who met every summer to do something awesome for the weekend, this year a TS concert—and ignored the constant pinging of my phone in my pocket, the text messages from some unknown number begging to be heard from Flinn.

I push down on the throttle of the ATV, racing after my best friend. Her squeal of laughter rings through the air as I try to close in on her. She cuts through another mud pit to avoid me, knowing I won’t follow her into it. She loves to get filthy in the mud when we go riding, I don’t mind it, but I won’t do it on purpose either. Cade’s friend, Brendan, pulls up next to me and we both come to a stop. He flips the visor up on his helmet. “Not going to follow her in?”