Hey guys! So I've been reading back through this story lately and making little changes here and there. I'm trying to touch up some grammar and help the story flow more smoothly. It's tough being a grammar nazi.

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The salty sea breeze kissed my skin as I wished something else much more wonderful was kissing my skin. The mere idea gave me goose pimples all up and down my still-pale arms, and I glanced over at the body in the beach chair next to mine. Though I couldn't see his eyes because of his dark Ray-Bands, I remembered their captivating blue colors and the way they could pierce my very soul. Corny and cliched, I know, but sometimes I really felt it was true.

"I asked you a question."

I jumped a little at the voice from my right - Jess. I laughed as I turned back to her, squinting in the sunlight.

"Well I didn't hear you. Duh."

Jess sat up, threading her fingers through her thick, burgundy hair as she pulled it back into a ponytail. "I asked you if you wanted to go to the Cabana later, but clearly you're deaf, so there's no point in you really going anyways." she laughed, scrunching up her curls.

"Well I mean I know why you wanna go," I answered, raising a suggestive eyebrow.

She punched me in the arm playfully, "Shut up!"

Jess knew very well why she wanted to go to the Cabana - Anthony worked nights there, mixing fancy drinks for drunk and not-quite-so-drunk people.

I turned back to Ian. "What do you think?"

No response. I nudged his arm, and he jumped a little, grumbling and pushing himself up in his beach chair.

"Wha?"

I laughed. "Well now that you've had your nap, I guess you should be awake enough. You up for heading back to Cabana tonight?"

He shrugged. "Sounds alright. As long as I get to sleep in tomorrow afterwards!"

"You're such a lazy-ass, Ian." Jess retorted, "It's not like you've done anything lately anyways."

"And we're just coming back here tomorrow, since Khalia and Anthony and Jace will be off."

"But putting up with them is hard work!" Ian argued jokingly, pouting and flopping back onto his chair. "I'm tired just thinking about it. Wake me up when we're leaving."

"We're leaving now!" I said, jumping up and dropping the beach bag in his lap. "It's getting late and I'm starving. Plus we need to go home and change and shower and stuff if we're going out tonight."

"Women." Ian scoffed, rolling up his towel and stuffing it inside the bag. Jess laughed and threw her own towel over his head.

"But you still love us."