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she needed, and talk to me when she was feeling normal again.
    When the blue gray of the water came into view with the sunlight glinting like a zillion shards of brilliant diamond, I couldn’t help the smile that lifted my lips. I really needed this break.
    I parked, grabbed my drink and duffel bag, and made my way toward the small crowd already gathered on the dock by a shiny pontoon boat that reminded me of a long distant memory of my grandpa’s boat and fishing with my dad. As I approached, they parted like the Red Sea and greeted me with smiles, pats on the back, and a couple good-natured cat-calls.
    “’Bout time you got here, Young,” Mike said with a smartass grin.
    “Hey, dude.” I tossed my duffel down next to everyone else’s. “How’s it goin’?”
    “Good. We’ll be shoving off in a minute. Everyone’s here.”
    I glanced around at everyone—Mike, his girlfriend, Mackenzie, Aaron and Dean from the movie theater, and their girlfriends . . . I didn’t catch their names. There was a blonde in a purple bikini talking to Dean’s girl at the end of the dock who looked slightly familiar.
    Mike hefted a cooler and the last of the bags onto the boat then turned to me. “Ready?” He glanced over to the girls when he saw where I was looking. “That’s Chloe. She’s Sierra’s friend.”
    “Sierra?”
    “Yeah. Dean’s lady.”
    “Oh.” I shrugged and jumped up onto the boat. Why would he think I’d care?
    It took several minutes for the girls to load up, but finally we shoved off from the dock and began to skim across the smooth water, the sun melting the worries from my soul. I tipped my head at Mike then laid on a bench in the rear with a towel for a pillow, popped in my iPod, and enjoyed the ride, letting the steady rhythm of the water lull me.
    I could’ve laid there for five minutes or an hour, I had no idea, but eventually, I roused when the boat’s movement stopped. I pulled out my earbuds, and girls’ squealing pealed through the heated air just before two large splashes.
    I sat up and ran a hand down my face. The girls were playing in the water near the boat. The guys were just baiting up and tossing fishing reels in the opposite end.
    I watched them for a moment as the cobwebs cleared from my mind. Something unseen and untold held me back from joining them. And as much as I wanted to name it, I had no idea. So I simply stayed still and silent, and observed.
    Aaron said something and bumped Mike with his shoulder and they all guffawed with laughter. Dean reeled in his line, adjusted something, recast.
    Water rippled next to the boat and it rocked gently as one of the girls pulled herself up the ladder. Chloe. That’s what Mike said her name was. Like Aphrodite rising from the sea, her sleek, bikini-clad body eased out of the water, tiny droplets glistening and reflecting the sunlight like crystals. My breath caught in an automatic reaction. Holy shit, was she smokin.’
    She shook out her hair, just like in the movies, and stepped over to wrap a towel around her body. I’m sure my mouth was hanging down to my chest. I quickly closed my drooling lips and glanced over to make sure I hadn’t been busted by the other guys. I was good.
    I breathed a sigh of relief and sagged back into the padded bench. It would probably be best if I just joined in with the guys and quit being a loner. It was getting me nothing but trouble . . . and kinda horny. God, I wished Mel would get over herself.
    The thought of Mel spurned me out of my seat. And straight into Chloe’s damp body.
    “Hi,” she said, her bright blue eyes, so different than Mel’s, smiling into mine.
    I swallowed. “Hey.” There was no way to get around her without being rude, so I stayed put. “I’m Reed.”
    “I know. I asked Sierra who you were.” Her smile took on a definite flirty edge. “I’m Chloe.”
    I glanced at the guys. Still oblivious to me. Come on, dudes! I nodded but didn’t add anything, hoping she’d just