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“Oh, it’s not. Not at all. The ocean is so big. You think you know what it’s going to be like, then you go there, and you see this mass of ocean that surrounds you, and it’s just soblue.Sobig. It’s almost eerie, you know? All of that unknown in front of you. There’s a beauty to it though. It’s nothing like going to a beach around here. The breeze that washes over you from the cool water. The white sand is so much softer than the grainy sand at our beaches. It’s beautiful, Cara. I can’t even explain it. You just have to see it.”

“I’m so excited. This is like a once in a lifetime opportunity.” Easton’s dad is paying for Rose and me to go. I want to question it so bad, but I don’t. I don’t want to be indebted to anyone, mostly someone likeRich Malone.

Rose parks the car and her phone starts ringing. A small smile fills her face as she answers it. “Hi, where are you?” She bites her lip as I hear Easton’s voice rumble through the other end of the phone. “We just parked. We’ll meet you there in a few minutes. Love you too, bye.”

“Where are they?” I ask, nerves starting all over again.

“They’re outside waiting for us at the doors. Let’s go.” She pulls her keys out of the ignition and grabs her purse, popping the trunk and hopping out of the car. I step out of the car and go stand next to her as she pulls our suitcases out of the trunk.

My pink suitcase against her black.

“Nice suitcase.” I snark.

She rolls her eyes. “Cut it, prego.”

“Just sayin’. You like this girly shit and I’m more of a neutral color girl.”

“Well, I like what you’re wearing now.” She appraises my jean shorts and flowy tank top which came from the pile of clothes she gave me last night.

“I look better than you in the top, don’t I?” I give her a cocky smirk and she scowls at me.

“Bitch.” She mumbles, then gives me a smirk.

We laugh as we walk towards the boys. I nearly trip over myself when Jackson comes into view. He looks like a fucking wet dream in his snapback hat, black shirt with black joggers, and vans. It’s painful to look at him when he’s this good looking.

Or has he always been this good looking, and my eye has never been swayed until now?

It’s like his aura has changed lately. Maybe I’m changing him just as much as he’s changing me? I want to hate him so bad, but one look at his hazel eyes and my knees turn weak.

“Shit, Jackson is looking pretty delicious right now.” Rose mumbles in my ear as we near them.

“I know!” I whisper-shout out of the side of my mouth.

“Good luck.” She mumbles. Easton walks up to her and takes her suitcase, leaning down and wrapping his arms around her in a tight grip. I turn away, jealousy eating me alive.

Turning towards Jackson, I see him with narrowed eyes staring at me. “What was that about?” He grabs the suitcase out of his hand and lifts it like it’s nothing. Like it’s filled with air.

“Nothing.”

“That wasn’t nothing. You looked at them hug and frowned. Why’d you frown?”

I shake my head at him. “I don’t really want to talk about it, Jax.”

He shakes his head and grabbing onto my arm, pulls me away from Easton and Rose. “What’s going on?”

I contemplate lying to him and then realize he’d probably catch the lie anyway. “Pregnancy has just got my emotions all over the place. I’m realizing I’m a little bit… jealous of them.”

“Of who?” He butts in, scowling down at me.

“Easton and Rose.”

He looks over at him, then back to me. “I don’t understand.”

I sign, running my hand through my beachy waves that I tried to impersonate but probably actually look like shit. “Their love is real, and I want that. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t me.”

His face goes blank as he absorbs my words. “You miss Logan.” Not presented as a question, but rather, a statement. He’s sure of this, and he’s not necessarily wrong.

“I do, but that’s not what it’s about.”

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