The less they are left alone, the better. “Okay,” I finally said after a pause. “I have nothing going on tonight, so I’ll be there.” “Excellent!” Em said cheerfully, “Wear a bathing suit!” She turned to walk away, leaving Matty and me standing alone once again. I gave him a questionable look and
Enzo’s POV “Thanks for coming with me to the beach, Enzo,” Connie said, laying out on her stomach on the large blue beach towel. “I hate going to beaches alone.” “I didn’t really have anything better to do while Lila is at work,” I explained. I didn’t want to continue being a distraction
“Shit!!” She yelled and I could hear the panic in her voice as she attempted to cover herself. “My bathing suit is completely ripped!” She cried. Connie’s upper half was now exposed, and her bathing suit was destroyed. “Why didn’t you bring a change of clothes to the beach?” I asked if I cou
Lila’s POV That had to have been the most painful thing I have ever done. What was I thinking? Telling Enzo that I was going on a date. This was not a date. I was going out with some friends to a beach party. I wanted to invite Enzo, but I saw that he was a little preoccupied with Connie. Wh
My face grew even warmer, and I knew it was probably as red as a cherry. “Me getting wasted should be a good indication that I don’t drink often,” I said in return, folding my arms across my chest. “Fair enough,” he laughed. “So, how about a pina-colada? Girls usually like those type of drinks.”
Enzo’s POV “Are you ready to go?” Connie asked as she came out of the bathroom. I turned to face her, still holding the pill bottle in my grip, she had yet to notice. “What are these?” I asked, holding up the bottle for her viewing. Her eyes adjusted to the bottle in her hands, and it was li
“Please, don’t be mad at me,” she cried. “I’m so sorry, Enzo. I was going to tell you, but—“ “I need you to leave.” I turned away from her, unable to stomach looking at her. I was going to do something I was definitely going to regret if she didn’t leave right now. “What?” She asked, pain clea
Lila’s POV “Do you want another drink?” Matty asked, leaning over as we sat in the beach chairs in front of the roaring bonfire. The heat of the bonfire was starting to get to me a little bit and my head was already spinning a little after the pina colada I just drank. “Maybe just one mo