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would be walking away without even looking at me once! He had glanced back-and-forth from Charlotte to Cub during the entire conversation, but he never laid eyes on me. I felt like I wanted to cry. I knew this would happen. He regretted kissing me last night, and now things were going to be awkward between us.
He started to step around us in order to continue up to the house, but I was just too stubborn to let him do that. "Are you coming back down to the beach once you finish your shower?" I asked.
He had already begun to walk off by the time the words got out of my mouth, but he turned with a smile when I finished. "I haven't eaten yet, but I might come down in a little while," he called in a cheerful but non-committal tone as he walked away. He glanced in my general direction, but he did it with such swiftness that I wasn't even sure if he was looking at me.
A stabbing sensation went through my heart as my hunch about us being in an awkward situation was confirmed. He could barely even look at me, even when I spoke to him directly.
I was so hurt and angry that I felt like I wanted to pick up the phone and call Travis or any other eligible guy that very instant. I wanted to show Nico Torres just how much I didn't care about him. I tried not to watch as he walked away, but it was hard because of the defined muscles in his back. His back of all places. What sort of person has muscles on their back? I only allowed myself a couple of seconds to stare at him before turning the other way to head to the beach with Charlotte and Cub.
"What time are we going to the spa tomorrow?" I asked Charlotte since I was desperate to get my mind off of back muscles and lack of eye contact.
I worked at a salon now, so our tradition of having a girls' spa day wasn't as exciting to me as it used to be, but it would still be fun (assuming I could forget about Nico long enough to enjoy it).
Before she even had the chance to answer my question, my thoughts turned to Nico again. I smiled sarcastically when I remembered him saying we should get it out of our system last night before we kissed. Apparently, he was completely serious when he said that, and I was, indeed, out of his system. I wished the same were true for me.
"Our appointment's at 2 o'clock, but I thought we would go early and eat lunch like we usually do," Charlotte said, answering my question.
"That sounds good," I said, doing my best to seem like I was in a good mood.
"I wonder what was wrong with Nico," she said, glancing back to make sure he was far enough away not to overhear.
I glanced back as well, but he was already at the top of the stairs with no chance of hearing.
"Why do you say that?" Cub asked.
"He looked mad," she said.
Cub laughed. "He was smiling the whole time," he said.
I kept my mouth shut and my eyes on the path before us, but I could see out of the corner of my eye that Charlotte was shaking her head. "He was smiling, but something was wrong," she said. "I've known Nico long enough to be able to tell when something is bothering him."
"I'm sure he'll work it out," Cub said, obviously not concerned with the other man's mental state.
It was on the tip of my tongue to tell them we kissed the night before, and now he was being awkward. I was almost mad enough to say something stupid like that.
"Did you think he was acting funny?" she asked, glancing at me as we walked.
I came really close to blurting everything out, but instead, I shook my head and said, "No."
"You're reading too much into it," Cub added. "He's probably just tired from his swim." He paused and let out a little laugh. "Women always assume we are thinking something deeper than we really are," he said.
"All right," she conceded. "But something was bothering him, just so you know. Mark my word."
I was in a slightly vulnerable state as we made our way down to the beach, which was probably the reason why I agreed to let Ryan bury me in the sand. I had already taken a shower and would no
He started to step around us in order to continue up to the house, but I was just too stubborn to let him do that. "Are you coming back down to the beach once you finish your shower?" I asked.
He had already begun to walk off by the time the words got out of my mouth, but he turned with a smile when I finished. "I haven't eaten yet, but I might come down in a little while," he called in a cheerful but non-committal tone as he walked away. He glanced in my general direction, but he did it with such swiftness that I wasn't even sure if he was looking at me.
A stabbing sensation went through my heart as my hunch about us being in an awkward situation was confirmed. He could barely even look at me, even when I spoke to him directly.
I was so hurt and angry that I felt like I wanted to pick up the phone and call Travis or any other eligible guy that very instant. I wanted to show Nico Torres just how much I didn't care about him. I tried not to watch as he walked away, but it was hard because of the defined muscles in his back. His back of all places. What sort of person has muscles on their back? I only allowed myself a couple of seconds to stare at him before turning the other way to head to the beach with Charlotte and Cub.
"What time are we going to the spa tomorrow?" I asked Charlotte since I was desperate to get my mind off of back muscles and lack of eye contact.
I worked at a salon now, so our tradition of having a girls' spa day wasn't as exciting to me as it used to be, but it would still be fun (assuming I could forget about Nico long enough to enjoy it).
Before she even had the chance to answer my question, my thoughts turned to Nico again. I smiled sarcastically when I remembered him saying we should get it out of our system last night before we kissed. Apparently, he was completely serious when he said that, and I was, indeed, out of his system. I wished the same were true for me.
"Our appointment's at 2 o'clock, but I thought we would go early and eat lunch like we usually do," Charlotte said, answering my question.
"That sounds good," I said, doing my best to seem like I was in a good mood.
"I wonder what was wrong with Nico," she said, glancing back to make sure he was far enough away not to overhear.
I glanced back as well, but he was already at the top of the stairs with no chance of hearing.
"Why do you say that?" Cub asked.
"He looked mad," she said.
Cub laughed. "He was smiling the whole time," he said.
I kept my mouth shut and my eyes on the path before us, but I could see out of the corner of my eye that Charlotte was shaking her head. "He was smiling, but something was wrong," she said. "I've known Nico long enough to be able to tell when something is bothering him."
"I'm sure he'll work it out," Cub said, obviously not concerned with the other man's mental state.
It was on the tip of my tongue to tell them we kissed the night before, and now he was being awkward. I was almost mad enough to say something stupid like that.
"Did you think he was acting funny?" she asked, glancing at me as we walked.
I came really close to blurting everything out, but instead, I shook my head and said, "No."
"You're reading too much into it," Cub added. "He's probably just tired from his swim." He paused and let out a little laugh. "Women always assume we are thinking something deeper than we really are," he said.
"All right," she conceded. "But something was bothering him, just so you know. Mark my word."
I was in a slightly vulnerable state as we made our way down to the beach, which was probably the reason why I agreed to let Ryan bury me in the sand. I had already taken a shower and would no
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