Dirty Summer 4
Four
Maggie
Maggie sat at the kitchen island sipping coffee when Blair bounded down the stairs, an empty canvas bag draped over her shoulder.
“Have you seen my sunglasses?” the blonde called as she headed to the back porch. “I know they’re around here somewhere.”
Maggie took in the pink ties peeking out from her friend’s beach cover up. Blair’s going all out with her skimpiest bikini.
“Hot beach date?” she asked over her cup.
Blair wandered back into the kitchen. “Yep, Justyn’s picking me up in thirty minutes, and I’ve got to get all the supplies ready for a day on the cape.” She turned to the pantry for snacks and bottles of water.
“Reid mentioned something about Justyn taking you to the cape alone today,” Maggie continued, watching her friend’s whirlwind beach day preparations.
“Reid, hmm?” Blair stopped, stuffing a towel into the bag and turned to the kitchen island. “So you’ve been talking to Mr. Hot Swimmer recently? How’s your end of the pact coming along, G?”
“Well, since you mentioned it, I think I finally made some progress this morning.” Maggie blushed and stared into her cup.
“This morning! How did you see Reid this morning?” Blair pulled up a stool. “Tell me everything.”
“I was sitting on the pier at sunrise, and he seemed to appear out of nowhere.” Maggie felt her heart skip at the memory. “He was swimming to Shell Point. You won’t believe how he looked all dripping wet and—”
“I can imagine. I’ve seen him shirtless on the beach,” Blair responded.
Maggie cast a stern look over her coffee cup.
“What? A girl can still appreciate a sexy swimmer’s body, can’t she? What happened?”
“Well, let’s just say I think I made my case for no entanglements without using any words.” Maggie giggled.
“G! This boy is really bringing out a different side of you,” Blair observed, shak
ing her head. “It’s fun.”
“I don’t know what to say. There’s just something about him. I don’t know if it’s the eyes or the arms or …” Maggie trailed off and tried to get her thoughts together. “But then we were interrupted by, of all things, one of my dad’s boats whizzing by.”
“Your dad’s boats?” Blair’s eyebrows knotted in confusion.
“Not my dad but you know, a Z Power ski boat,” Maggie said. “It kicked up such a big wake that it rocked the floating dock.”
“Oh, I didn’t realize people drove those around here. I thought they were only lake boats.”
“Evidently, they do, and Reid is none too happy about it.” Maggie twirled a strand of hair around her finger. “It seems like he’s not a fan of my dad. I don’t even know how to handle that one. We’re just really starting to get to know each other, and now I find out he has some bizarre thing against Z Power.”
“Hey, don’t stress too much,” Blair offered. “This is our last fun summer, and there’s no need to bring our history or baggage from the real world onto the island. Just see how it plays out. If he mentions your dad again, you can deal with it then.”
“Maybe you’re right.” Maggie stood and walked over to the sink, where she rinsed out her cup. She looked out the window at the sunrays dancing off the calm sound. “It’s going to be another perfect day. So, what’s Justyn got planned, and how did he convince you to agree to this date? Weren’t you ticked at him a few days ago?”
“I’m not really one to turn down a free trip to the cape,” Blair said. Maggie guessed her friend was actually starting to have fun with the former baseball star. She’d must have finally run out of excuses and mean looks.
“Hey, Blair. I’ll probably be gone when you get back. I’m meeting my aunt tonight, remember?”
“Oh, that’s right.” Blair grabbed her sunscreen and placed it in the top of her canvas bag before slinging it over her shoulder. She gave her friend a quick hug. “Have fun.”
Justyn’s truck rumbled in the gravel drive. “I think you’ll be the one having more fun today.” Maggie followed her friend to the door, noting the sexy boat captain perched in the driver’s seat, grinning under the brim of his baseball cap.
“There’s my ride.” Blair smiled and headed out, leaving the screen door swinging behind her.