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Not sure if she is being suggestive or not, but I still say, “Yeah well, I have my mind on eating something in particular… something that isn’t here.” More like someone, but I’ll leave that for her to interpret.

Jumping into my Jeep, G speaks up. “Damn, you are about as bad as me, turning down not just one pussy but two because they aren’t the right one.”

What the fuck is happening to me?

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Well, if I was jealous of Greyson earlier, I am about to turn green right now watching him share a freaking ice cream cone with Lottie.

They have me thinking things I’ve never given two shits about, like how awesome a double date would be or a couple’s trip. I have officially gone crazy. The girl I want to share my cone with as we walk along the boardwalk by the beach won’t even talk to me.

Lottie must see my envy as she waves her hand for me to come over to where they are leaning against the pier rails.

“Trent, I’m going to take pity on you and tell you two things about Ashl... well, three things.” A bit confused by the pause in her words, I look to her to go on because if it’s about Maggie, I want to know it all.

She hands the ice cream cone to G and continues, “First off, her real name is Ashley. Maggie is the name she uses at the club. Yes, I know about you meeting her at the club, but that’s all I’ll say on that matter.” Okay, her earlier pause makes sense now… Ashley… that suits her even more.

The fact she told Lottie about meeting me at the club gives me hope. I won’t press her for more info since she is giving more than I thought she would, but man, I want to know if she told her about that night before last weekend or just after she figured out I was the Joker.

I nod for her to continue, still surprised she is opening up. “Second, she will be back in July to spend a week with me.”

I can’t help but smile. That makes the hope bloom even more with the chance of getting to see her again, but then a thought comes to mind. “Yeah but she didn’t seem like she wanted anything to do with me once she found out it was me, so how do I know she won’t avoid me the whole time she’s here. Or even worse, not show up at all.”

That makes Lottie smile, and she says, “Remember, I am her very best friend, so if I’m telling you all this, there must be a reason, right? If I thought she didn’t like you or truly didn’t want to be around you, do you think I would even bother?”

Okay, that makes sense and makes me feel a hell of a lot better. “Fair point, so what’s the final clue, Sherlock?” She smirks at me and gives me the universal sign for “hold please” as she pulls out her phone and starts clicking away.

I notice G is playing with her hair as she messes with her phone. Homie is already so wrapped around her finger, but I see why. These two chicks are unlike anyone I have ever seen, from their looks to the energy that surrounds them. Just something about them has drawn both of us southern boys in.

My phone chimes and I notice it’s an Instagram notification. Lottie nods her head toward my phone. “Check it.”

Opening it up, I see it’s a follow request from a LottieDee. Before I can speak, she says, “Now add me back and peep my page. Your girl is all over it. I won’t give you her number, but since her account is private, if she accepts your request and you happen to slide into her DMs, then that’s on her.”

I’m the happiest I’ve felt in a week. My fingers can’t move fast enough to follow Lottie back and go right to her story where I see #nationalbestfriendday and the face of the most beautiful girl in the world fills my screen.

Seeing her in all these pictures reminds me of how much I want her. I can’t wait a month until she visits again or take the chance of her not coming back this summer.

Chapter Five

Ashley

Mindlessly walking around the club tonight, I deliver drinks with a forced smile on my face. This used to be my haven… where I came to feel a little bit of control over my life, but now all it does is make me think of Trent and things that could never be.

I’m a stupid girl for holding on to the connection we have, but I just can’t seem to let it go. Even more so now that I’ve been stalking his dangerously handsome face on instagram. The summer sun has done nothing but make that man more enticing. Seeing photos of his tanned skin, perfectly tousled blonde hair, and his drool-worthy eight pack had me eager to flirt with him via private message. All thanks to Lottie, of course.

Lottie posted a story the other day on the gram of her laying on her stomach on the beach with her perfect ass in all its bikini glory and right in the background were Trent and Greyson throwing a football. I have never felt any type of jealousy towards my best friend, but that day I couldn’t help it.

I wanted so badly to be on that beach gossiping with my bestie while we drool over our guys as they walk around shirtless. I sent a sad face emoji back in reaction to the story, then she cryptically asked me if I had checked my Instagram requests.

My curiosity was piqued, so I went right to my requests and saw one from Tmanning59. It was the third down on the list, but instantly caught my eye. Without giving it a second thought, I clicked confirm and immediately hit follow back.

My heart was going wild with anticipation… I can’t explain the effect he has on me. I soon realized he had sent me a message before accepting his request, so it was in a separate folder. I had to put my hand over my heart, willing it to calm down, and get my shit together.

My hands were shaky from nerves. Not knowing whether he was going to dig for answers as to why I ran away, or maybe he was going to curse me out from the blue balls I gave him when I left. But all my anxiety is relieved as soon as I open his message. Thankfully, he knows not to push me, even though he doesn’t really know me at all.

Tmanning59:Hey Beautiful… I just wanted you to know I think Ashley suits you much better… and the blonde too.

Ashxox:Oh yeah, well, I can’t decide if Trent or Joker is a better fit for you. The jury’s still out and thank you. :)

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