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“Out with it,” Chloe orders.
I force a vision of Flynn walking away from me out of my mind and feign innocence. “What do you mean?”
“She’s asking why you suddenly appear as if you need to defecate,” Paisley answers.
I bury my face in my hands. “I thought we agreed she wouldn’t use the word defecate either.”
“Do I need to add this to the list of words I’m not supposed to use?”
“Yes!” Maya, Nova, and Chloe shout in unison.
Time to move this conversation on. “Aren’t we supposed to be trying the new beer Paisley developed? Something non-alcoholic?”
Paisley snorts. “Even I know you’re not getting away with changing the subject.”
I shrug. “It was worth a try.”
“What’s going on? Why are you being secretive and shushing us?” Chloe asks. “Why are you not screaming from the rafters about how you had sex with Flynn?”
“One. I don’t scream about my sexual conquests. And two. Those rafters can’t support my weight. They’re purely decorative.”
“Rafters are never decorative. They are an essential element of the structure of the roof. I believe you’re referring to the beams, which are decorative.” Paisley scans our faces. “What? Why does everyone look like they swallowed a lemon?”
“I’m ignoring her,” Nova declares. “What’s the real reason you’re not shouting from the ra— beams about finally having sex with Flynn?”
I contemplate not answering. I know how bad it sounds. It’s the whole reason I initially told Flynn no. I don’t want to be a secret. I want someone who fights for me. Someone who wants to shout from the rafters about being with me.
But he made some good points. The gossiping on the island is out of control. And what we do together is no one’s business but ours.
But there’s no way I can keep a secret from my girlfriends. They know me too well. They’d see through any attempt at lying on my part.
“Flynn and I agreed to keep our relationship on the down low.”
Chloe gasps. “You’re Flynn’s dirty little secret?”
I flinch. Dirty little secret sounds horrible when you say it out loud.
“Uh oh.” Maya shakes her head. “This type of situation never ends well in my romance novels.”
“It’s a good thing I’m not in a romance novel.”
She stares off into the distance. “But what a wonderful romance it would be. The woman finally captures the man she’s always loved. I’d read that book.”
“But hopefully not buy the paperback since the stack of books you currently have is ready to collapse and suffocate you to death,” Chloe mutters.
Enough with the romance books. “There is no book, and I don’t love Flynn.”
Maya rolls her eyes. “Yeah. Ah hah. You don’t ‘love’ the man you’ve been obsessed with since you barged in on him doing push-ups in your brother’s bedroom without his t-shirt on. As Irecall, you claimed you were going to marry him and have eight children with him.”
I wince. Eight children is a lot. I’d settle for two. I evict those thoughts from my mind. I am not having Flynn’s children. I’ve barely gotten him to admit he wants me. Children are not on the radar.
“Oh, please.” Chloe scoffs. “She was obsessed with Flynn way before then. Don’t you remember the time she poured grape juice into the locker of the girl he was dating?”
Nova giggles. “And it was the wrong locker.”
“It was a good deterrent to any other girls who wanted to date him.”
Chloe rolls her eyes. “Good deterrent? As I recall, it didn’t stop Flynn from dating every girl in his senior class.”
