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Chapter Eleven
“Where are you?” Kelly tapped the text message onto the screen of her cell phone, stepping outside onto the deck surrounding the pool where reception was strongest. This was just one more reason she hated living on an island where nothing was easy. Even texting or talking to her boyfriend was a major hassle.
“In the cabana, inside the shower stall. Come see me,” Seth texted back.
Seth had done this before, always when her father was out. Hidden in the cabana, he told her to sneak out for a short visit. Seth’s daring nature thrilled Kelly more than it scared her. Making sure Mara wasn’t in sight and that Liam was with her in the kitchen doing homework, she walked past the pool toward the end where the cabana stood. She opened the door slowly and quietly, slipping in and closing it again. She passed the shelves of pool toys and towels, moving to the corner of the cabana, and pulled the shower curtain open about six inches. Seth stood waiting for her with a huge grin on his face. He pulled her into his arms.
“Seth, we have to be careful. I’ll never get out of the house again if we get caught,” Kelly said, but she wasn’t able to resist the strength of his embrace.
“Hey, wasn’t I your pool guy long enough to get the lay of the land? I can disappear down the hillside in a flash. I’ve told you not to worry. We won’t get caught.”
“Did you hear what happened today?” Kelly asked, stepping back, putting a little distance between them.
“Hear what?” he asked.
“Someone died next door at the vacation villa today,” she said.
“Really? At Villa Mascarpone? I hadn’t heard,” Seth said. “What happened? Someone drown in the pool? Have a heart attack?”
“I don’t know what happened. There’s a bunch of cops over there. Liam heard on the ferry someone carved out the guy’s heart over a drug deal, but I don’t believe it. You know how stories on the ferry grow.”
“That brother of yours has quite the imagination,” Seth said with a chuckle.
“He just gets carried away when something exciting happens. It gets his mind off of other things.” It bothered Kelly that Seth considered her brother immature. Kelly wanted to explain that Liam was having a terrible time struggling about how to tell Mara he was gay. But Liam had made her promise to keep his secret and she would.
“I don’t know what to believe about what’s going on at Villa Mascarpone. All Mara will say is that the guy staying there died.”
Kelly shifted so she could peek through the shower curtain and make sure Mara wasn’t looking for her. She didn’t think Mara really cared if she went out with Seth, but her father had gone ballistic the day he caught Seth flirting with her near the pool. Thank God he spent most nights at Bar None.
“Well, you know what you can believe, don’t you, babe?” Seth cooed into her ear.
“No, tell me,” she said, melting a little inside.
“How much I love you, sweetheart.”
“How much, Seth?” she asked, wanting him to tell her how special she was to him and how what they had was nothing like what he’d ever shared with another girl, even though she was sure she wasn’t his first. He was hers, though, and she knew they had something different.
“Babe, I wish I was better with words. When can I see you for more than a few minutes in a cabana? I want to—”
“Kelly, dinner’s on,” Mara called through the sliding screen door to the pool. Kelly was almost relieved she had to leave. It was one thing when she was alone with Seth in the dark and he was doing those things to her, but she wasn’t quite comfortable when he talked about it.
“Coming, Mara,” Kelly called out and then whispered to Seth, “Love you too, and soon isn’t soon enough for me.” She wished she could be with him tonight. She liked how he could take her away to a place entirely new to her. She just didn’t like talking about it.
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Chapter Eleven
“Where are you?” Kelly tapped the text message onto the screen of her cell phone, stepping outside onto the deck surrounding the pool where reception was strongest. This was just one more reason she hated living on an island where nothing was easy. Even texting or talking to her boyfriend was a major hassle.
“In the cabana, inside the shower stall. Come see me,” Seth texted back.
Seth had done this before, always when her father was out. Hidden in the cabana, he told her to sneak out for a short visit. Seth’s daring nature thrilled Kelly more than it scared her. Making sure Mara wasn’t in sight and that Liam was with her in the kitchen doing homework, she walked past the pool toward the end where the cabana stood. She opened the door slowly and quietly, slipping in and closing it again. She passed the shelves of pool toys and towels, moving to the corner of the cabana, and pulled the shower curtain open about six inches. Seth stood waiting for her with a huge grin on his face. He pulled her into his arms.
“Seth, we have to be careful. I’ll never get out of the house again if we get caught,” Kelly said, but she wasn’t able to resist the strength of his embrace.
“Hey, wasn’t I your pool guy long enough to get the lay of the land? I can disappear down the hillside in a flash. I’ve told you not to worry. We won’t get caught.”
“Did you hear what happened today?” Kelly asked, stepping back, putting a little distance between them.
“Hear what?” he asked.
“Someone died next door at the vacation villa today,” she said.
“Really? At Villa Mascarpone? I hadn’t heard,” Seth said. “What happened? Someone drown in the pool? Have a heart attack?”
“I don’t know what happened. There’s a bunch of cops over there. Liam heard on the ferry someone carved out the guy’s heart over a drug deal, but I don’t believe it. You know how stories on the ferry grow.”
“That brother of yours has quite the imagination,” Seth said with a chuckle.
“He just gets carried away when something exciting happens. It gets his mind off of other things.” It bothered Kelly that Seth considered her brother immature. Kelly wanted to explain that Liam was having a terrible time struggling about how to tell Mara he was gay. But Liam had made her promise to keep his secret and she would.
“I don’t know what to believe about what’s going on at Villa Mascarpone. All Mara will say is that the guy staying there died.”
Kelly shifted so she could peek through the shower curtain and make sure Mara wasn’t looking for her. She didn’t think Mara really cared if she went out with Seth, but her father had gone ballistic the day he caught Seth flirting with her near the pool. Thank God he spent most nights at Bar None.
“Well, you know what you can believe, don’t you, babe?” Seth cooed into her ear.
“No, tell me,” she said, melting a little inside.
“How much I love you, sweetheart.”
“How much, Seth?” she asked, wanting him to tell her how special she was to him and how what they had was nothing like what he’d ever shared with another girl, even though she was sure she wasn’t his first. He was hers, though, and she knew they had something different.
“Babe, I wish I was better with words. When can I see you for more than a few minutes in a cabana? I want to—”
“Kelly, dinner’s on,” Mara called through the sliding screen door to the pool. Kelly was almost relieved she had to leave. It was one thing when she was alone with Seth in the dark and he was doing those things to her, but she wasn’t quite comfortable when he talked about it.
“Coming, Mara,” Kelly called out and then whispered to Seth, “Love you too, and soon isn’t soon enough for me.” She wished she could be with him tonight. She liked how he could take her away to a place entirely new to her. She just didn’t like talking about it.
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