Chapter 8
Aubrey and Marco walked down the boardwalk side by side, each keeping a decent amount of space between them even though she desperately wanted to slip her hand into his, lace their fingers together, and never let go.
“Where are we going?” she finally asked.
“When’s the last time you put your feet in the sand?” He looked down at her shoes that she secretly wished she changed out of before heading here. Heels and boardwalks weren’t exactly the best combination.
“It’s been a while,” she admitted. With the amount of hours she put in at work and going to see her parents, she hadn’t had time to enjoy the hot days of summer.
Marco smirked. “I can tell.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” she asked, wondering if she should be insulted or not.
“Just that you’re a little pale.”
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