(45). Nasty

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"Where are we going? Reid wouldn't tell me." Kol stops to place potato chips into the cart. We're walking down an aisle at the store, and he's pushing a shopping cart while I read items off a list written in a shitty handwriting. "To a random beach house." "And where is that?" "A couple hours away. We should be there in the afternoon." "Is it expensive to rent for a day or so?" "It's a beach house, Riya. Go figure." "Then why is Reid paying?" His brows knit together. "He told you?" "He mistakenly mentioned it. Asher got all pissy about it. Why is Reid paying?" "It was his idea that we go down there for the weekend, and he offered to pay, so-" "He just has money to throw around?" "Given that his parents own the bank? Probably." "What do his parents do for a living?" "His fa

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