Page 111 of The Wildest One

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Me

What? Why would you even say that? Why would you even put that thought into the universe?

Ginger

Does the thought bother you?

Me

It makes me feel ill. The kind of ill where my heart aches, and my hands shake, and my stomach turns to knots.

Ginger

Good.

Now do yourself a favor, go be with that man before he DOES bring home another girl.

He’s not going to wait forever, Jolie.

Dad

Have you seen the team this morning?

Me

Yes, at breakfast.

Dad

Any idea what they did last night after the game?

Me

I think they grabbed some food at Charred—Beck’s restaurant.

Dad

Do you know what they’re doing today?

I moved over to the window in my room, gazing down at the pool. My suite was so high up, it was impossible to see any of the faces below, but I’d heard the murmurs at breakfast that a bunch of them were going there, and someone had mentioned there was a volleyball net and they should have a game in the pool.

Me

I believe they’ll just be hanging out at the pool.

Dad

I’d like you to be there too. I want you to keep an eye on things.

Me

Why?

Dad

Just to make sure nothing happens.

Me

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