s. “Girls, shopping—boys, outdoor boring
stuff.”
I glance at Kate, who regards Mia indulgently. Fishing or shopping?
Jeez, what a choice.
“Ana, what do you want to do?” Christian asks.
“I don’t mind,” I lie.
Kate catches my eye and mouths “shopping” at me, perhaps she wants to
talk.
“But I’m more than happy to go shopping.” I add, smiling wryly at Kate and
Mia. Christian smirks. He knows I hate shopping.
“I can stay here with you, if you’d like,” he murmurs, and something dark
unfurls in my belly at his tone.
“No, you go fish,” I answer. Christian needs boy time.
“Sounds like a plan,” Kate says, rising from the table.
“Taylor will accompany you,” Christian says, and it’s a given—not up for
discussion.
“We don’t need babysitting,” Kate retorts bluntly, direct as ever. I put my hand
on Kate’s arm. “Kate, Taylor should come.”
She frowns, then shrugs, and for once in her life holds her tongue. I smile
timidly at Christian . His expression remains impassive. Oh, I hope he’s not
mad at Kate.
Elliot frowns. “I need to pick up a battery for my watch in town.”
He glances quickly at Kate, and I spot his slight blush. She doesn’t notice
because she is pointedly ignoring him.
“Take the Audi, Elliot. When you come back we can go fishing,”
Christian says.
“Yeah!” Elliot mutters, but he seems distracted. “Good plan.”
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“In here.” Grabbing my hand, Mia hauls me into a designer boutique that’s all
pink silk and faux-French distressed rustic furniture. Kate follows us while
Taylor waits outside, sheltering under the awning from the rain. Aretha is
belting out “Say A Little Prayer” over the store’s hi-fi system. I love this song. I
should put it on Christian’s iPod.
“This will look wonderful on you, Ana.” Mia holds up a scrap of silver material.
“Here, try it on.”
“Um . . . it’s a bit short.”
“You’ll look fantastic in it. Christian will love it.”
“You think?”
Mia beams at me. “Ana, you ha一ve legs to die for, and if we go clubbing
tonight”—she smiles, sensing an e
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