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“No, I’m serious. My mom is so occupied with your mom, she hasn’t been nagging my dad.”

I laughed. “It’s only for a short time. My mom told me she found a gated community she liked nearby.”

“My dad’s gonna be disappointed.”

We laughed as we ate more of our sandwiches.

“When do you think they’ll find Wayne?” I asked, the thought never far from my mind.

“I wish I knew. My dad’s in contact with the police in town and back in Arizona every day. They’ve promised to be open with him for everyone’s safety.”

The idea of Wayne being out there somewhere—the unknown of it all—still kept me up at night, though I didn’t dare tell Jordan for fear that he’d worry too much about me.

The captain turned the boat, and I could see we were heading back to where we boarded.

“So, what do you have planned next?” I asked.

“Skinny dipping.”

“Liar.”

“No, I’m serious.”

“Okay.” I agreed.

His head shot back. “Okay?”

I nodded.

“Well, dammit. I never thought you’d say okay.”

“Jordan Grady. Don’t you know I’d follow you anywhere?”

He stared at me, his blue eyes studying me.

I held his gaze, waiting him out.

“Let’s save skinny dipping for another night,” he finally said.

I nodded, eager to find out what else he had up his sleeve.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

Emery

We pulled up to Jordan’s house a short while later. The last time I’d been there was the football party—the first time I’d seen him again.

He parked in the driveway and switched off the engine, turning to look at me. “You ready?”

I nodded, though I had no idea what exactly would happen inside.

“Wait there,” he said, before jumping out and pulling open my door. He took my hand and helped me out.

“Is your roommate home?” I asked as we walked to the front porch hand in hand.

“Man, I hope not.”

I laughed, loving how honest he always was.

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