17
SAVANNAH
PRESENT
Derek flopped down onto the towel next to Marley. “Are you going to sit here all day?”
She put her hand in her husband’s face. “Yes. Now, stop bothering me while I read.”
I snorted as I lathered another layer of tanning oil on my legs. Technically, I wasn’t supposed to change my appearance between one week and the next for the film, but that was what makeup was for.
“You’ve already read that book before,” he said, reaching for it. “Isn’t that the sexy Fae male alphaholes?”
“Derek Ballentine, so help me God.” She jerked the book away from him.
He only gave her an insufferable smirk and dropped his sweaty Carolina-blue UNC hat onto her head. She was already entirely hidden under an umbrella, so she wouldn’t lobster. The hat was merely a taunt, considering she had
