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reflected on her beautiful face. And I can’t deny how hard her wounded expression affects me either. It’s like a punch to the gut.
Fuck! She’s dangerous. I have no doubt now that a simple roll in the sack won’t be enough.
Time to get stoned and write a song, anything to get my mind off Cadie O’Shea and what might have been.
Chapter Five
Cadie
“Everybody’s Crazy in some way and everybody’s weird, and that kind of makes us all the same in a lot of ways. We’re not alone, we just think we are.”
-Mike Herrera
The table’s overhead umbrella manages to keep the sun’s scorching rays off my delicate skin. My floppy hat, swimsuit cover-up, oversized sunglasses, and layers of sun block help too, although I’m already pink from the thirty minutes I spent in the pool, splashing around with Robin and Roxie.
Even now, after two and a half hours, they continue to enjoy the water and sunshine with no adverse effects, occasionally returning to our table to check on me and order more drinks… lucky bitches .
Attempting to look like I’m having at least some fun tucked away in the shade, I sip my drink, a tropical slushy-thing that tastes like coconuts and pineapple, and remember to flash an occasional smile their way or wave when one of them looks my direction. In reality, I’m so tired I can barely keep my eyes open, but I promised Roxie and Robin at least a few hours of ‘girl time,’ and I’m not one to renege no matter what the circumstances.
Today’s circumstance is more than simple exhaustion.
After being abandoned by Shag last night, I found my way back to the cabin, where I proceeded to cry off my makeup and gorge on a bag of cookies from our overabundant food supply. Passed out and snoring like a freight train, Robin was oblivious to my meltdown.
Once I finished off the strawberry shortbreads, I moved on to plain, salty potato chips, consuming over half before collapsing in the Jacuzzi tub, where I attempted to wash away my still-lingering embarrassment.
What was Shag’s deal?
He’d seemed so earnest, holding my hand and acting like he couldn’t wait to get me alone.
After hours of tossing and turning and analyzing the situation, I came to the conclusion that by agreeing to spend time with him, I’d somehow scared him off. Apparently ‘the chase’ is what intrigues him.
At least now I know my initial suspicions about him just wanting a challenge were accurate; which means I can move on and enjoy my vacation without worrying and wondering about his motives. Besides, there are plenty of other attractive men onboard, several who have made no effort to hide their interest. In fact, the drink I’m currently nursing came from a tall, dark, and very handsome stranger sitting at the round bar, on the far side of the pool.
He stopped by to introduce himself a while ago. We engaged in friendly conversation until Robin interrupted, scaring him back to his stool with her intrusive questions. He sent the cocktail, in spite of her overprotective antics. I made sure to toast him from afar, earning a dashing smile worthy of a toothpaste commercial.
Though flattered by his attention, I’m still not interested or motivated enough to leave my secluded shelter to pursue anything with him.
Instead I switch on my Kindle, planning to escape my problems for someone else’s. Fictional characters tend to have more challenges than I do, which is the reason I enjoy reading so much. I can get caught up in their world and avoid mine.
A hand on my shoulder sends me flying from my seat, putting a halt to my reading session before I even get started. I drop my device on the table and turn to identify the offender.
I should have known.
Who else would have the balls to creep up from behind and touch me unannounced?
“Hey, Cat. What are you doing sitting all alone? Isn’t it your girl-power day?” Shag smirks.
Because his dark glasses do their job so well, I can’t see his eyes. He seems to
Fuck! She’s dangerous. I have no doubt now that a simple roll in the sack won’t be enough.
Time to get stoned and write a song, anything to get my mind off Cadie O’Shea and what might have been.
Chapter Five
Cadie
“Everybody’s Crazy in some way and everybody’s weird, and that kind of makes us all the same in a lot of ways. We’re not alone, we just think we are.”
-Mike Herrera
The table’s overhead umbrella manages to keep the sun’s scorching rays off my delicate skin. My floppy hat, swimsuit cover-up, oversized sunglasses, and layers of sun block help too, although I’m already pink from the thirty minutes I spent in the pool, splashing around with Robin and Roxie.
Even now, after two and a half hours, they continue to enjoy the water and sunshine with no adverse effects, occasionally returning to our table to check on me and order more drinks… lucky bitches .
Attempting to look like I’m having at least some fun tucked away in the shade, I sip my drink, a tropical slushy-thing that tastes like coconuts and pineapple, and remember to flash an occasional smile their way or wave when one of them looks my direction. In reality, I’m so tired I can barely keep my eyes open, but I promised Roxie and Robin at least a few hours of ‘girl time,’ and I’m not one to renege no matter what the circumstances.
Today’s circumstance is more than simple exhaustion.
After being abandoned by Shag last night, I found my way back to the cabin, where I proceeded to cry off my makeup and gorge on a bag of cookies from our overabundant food supply. Passed out and snoring like a freight train, Robin was oblivious to my meltdown.
Once I finished off the strawberry shortbreads, I moved on to plain, salty potato chips, consuming over half before collapsing in the Jacuzzi tub, where I attempted to wash away my still-lingering embarrassment.
What was Shag’s deal?
He’d seemed so earnest, holding my hand and acting like he couldn’t wait to get me alone.
After hours of tossing and turning and analyzing the situation, I came to the conclusion that by agreeing to spend time with him, I’d somehow scared him off. Apparently ‘the chase’ is what intrigues him.
At least now I know my initial suspicions about him just wanting a challenge were accurate; which means I can move on and enjoy my vacation without worrying and wondering about his motives. Besides, there are plenty of other attractive men onboard, several who have made no effort to hide their interest. In fact, the drink I’m currently nursing came from a tall, dark, and very handsome stranger sitting at the round bar, on the far side of the pool.
He stopped by to introduce himself a while ago. We engaged in friendly conversation until Robin interrupted, scaring him back to his stool with her intrusive questions. He sent the cocktail, in spite of her overprotective antics. I made sure to toast him from afar, earning a dashing smile worthy of a toothpaste commercial.
Though flattered by his attention, I’m still not interested or motivated enough to leave my secluded shelter to pursue anything with him.
Instead I switch on my Kindle, planning to escape my problems for someone else’s. Fictional characters tend to have more challenges than I do, which is the reason I enjoy reading so much. I can get caught up in their world and avoid mine.
A hand on my shoulder sends me flying from my seat, putting a halt to my reading session before I even get started. I drop my device on the table and turn to identify the offender.
I should have known.
Who else would have the balls to creep up from behind and touch me unannounced?
“Hey, Cat. What are you doing sitting all alone? Isn’t it your girl-power day?” Shag smirks.
Because his dark glasses do their job so well, I can’t see his eyes. He seems to
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