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Tanner changed the name of the group to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Jacks: Group name change? Really?

Tanner: Gotta have a cool name if we’re doing this

Jacks: And what exactly are we doing?

Logan: Helping you get Lacey back.

Logan: What’s S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Tanner: It’s like the Marvel CIA

Jacks: And what does that have to do with anything?

Tanner: I changed what it stands for

Tanner: Strategic Heartbreak Intervention, Emotional-Support, and Love-Creating Division

Jacks: You’re an idiot.

Tanner: But I’m your idiot

Jacks: Is this necessary?

Logan: 100%

Tanner: You need us man

CHAPTER 37: WHO’S NAME RHYMES WITH FACE

LACEY

“You and Jace seem to be getting close,” Poppy says as we walk back into my room. She throws herself on my bed.

“Yeah, I’m glad we’re working through things and becoming friends again.”

“Lacey.”

“What?” I dig in my suitcase. “Should I wear my black bikini or my red one?”

“Why does it matter? Are you trying to impress someone?” The corner of her mouth tips upward.

“No, I wanted my best friend’s opinion.”

“Well then my opinion is that if you were trying to look hot for a certain someone, who is at this cabin, and whose name rhymes with face, then I would go with the red one. Your ass looks good in that one.”

“You know that’s not what I meant,” I deadpan, throwing the black top at her head.

“Seriously though, what’s going on? You two seemed very close this morning.” She quirks her eyebrow up at me. “And you admitted to eye-fucking him yesterday on the boat.”

I walk into the bathroom to get changed. “Hell if I know,” I yell from behind the door. “It’s all very confusing if I’m honest.”

“Go on.”

“Well you know our history and then he showed up looking like… well he showed up looking like he looks, but I hated him.” I pull on my bottoms. “Then everything got sorted out and we started texting here and there to catch up, and then trivia happened.” I fix the triangular top over my tits and tie the string around my back. “And I don’t know, Poppy, it’s like I’m sixteen again with a huge crush on my best friend and I don’t know how to tell him.”

I walk out of the bathroom brushing through my hair. “Please say something,” I beg.

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