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“I know,” Ella said, filling her glass up. “Trust me, I know.”

“How did this even happen?” Krissy asked.

“We met on the bus when I was coming back from seeing my dad. I had no idea who he was then, and we talked the entire way back, and he shared his black jelly beans with me.”

“Your favorite,” Krissy said.

Ella nodded. “Then we texted all night and he’s just so easy to talk to and so nice.”

“But he’s a Prescott.”

Ella had been friends with Krissy and Cami since they were kids. If anyone understood the implications of such a union, it was them. But they also always had Ella’s back even when they didn’t necessarily agree with her. No matter what, they would support her if they thought it would make her happy.

And for right now, Lucas was making her very happy.

“He must be some kisser if you’re willing to risk this,” Cami said, running her lip across the rim of her glass.

“Who said anything about us kissing?” Ella asked, heat rising up her neck no matter how hard she tried to remain indifferent.

Cami raised an eyebrow and pointed her short burgundy nail at Ella, moving it in a circular motion. “Your cheeks just gave you a way. Now spill. What else have you and Mr. Blue Eyes done?”

“Nothing,” Ella said and Cami gave her an unconvinced look. “Honestly, we only kissed… But what a kiss it was.”

“Okay now I want details,” Krissy said. “But first…” She finished quickly putting a taco together, then topped off all the glasses. She took a bite and placed the taco back on the plate. “Okay I’m ready. Spill.”

Ella picked up the salsa. “I don’t know what you want me to say,” she said, the blossom of heat moving up her neck and toward her cheeks. She couldn’t tell if it was from the alcohol or from the conversation. Normally she didn’t get embarrassed in front of her friends.

She’d known them since elementary school and they helped her weather the storm with her dad’s arrest and sat with her for hours when her Mom died and years later when her grandmother passed. They witnessed her horrible obsession with High School Musical and how she’d pretend that one day she would marry Zac Efron. Not to mention the bad haircut of 06’ followed by the spray tan gone wrong in 07’. They’d been with her through it all yet talking about Lucas made her blush.

Cami raised an eyebrow. “That good, huh?” she said.

“How can you tell?” Krissy asked.

“She can’t find the words. She’s all flustered and her skin is as red as that time she thought it’d be a good idea to lay out all day with nothing more than baby oil.”

“I’m not flustered,” Ella said.

“Really?” Cami asked then pointed to Ella’s plate.

Ella looked down at the mountain of salsa that was pouring from the small bowl to her taco. “Crap!” she said, turning it upright and placing it back on the table.

Krissy nodded like she just caught on. “Totally flustered.”

“All right! It was amazing, like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I mean I’ve kissed guys before—”

Cami laughed. “Oh, trust us we know.”

“Hey, I haven’t kissed nearly as many as you have.”

“Not everyone can be as lucky,” Cami said with a wink. She liked to hook up with the tourists because—according to her—once the season was over so were they. There were no attachments, just a summer of fun, which was kind of what Ella had decided to do with Lucas.

“I’m taking a page from your book,” she admitted.

“Oh?” Cami said, finally digging into her taco. “Tell me more.”

“He’s from California, only here for a short time. We have this great chemistry, and I figured what the hell. Why not have some fun before he leaves?”

“Good for you,” Cami said.

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