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Chapter 17 “I THINK I’M starting to like California.” Jordan leaned against the railing of the patio at the back of the house. “I could get used to this.” I inhaled deeply as I watched the waves crashing against the shore below us. “I missed the ocean when I was at Westhorne. It’s pretty there, but nothing compares to the ocean.” “Is that an undine thing?” A laugh escaped me. “Nope, I think it’s just a Sara thing.” She was quiet for a minute. “So when are you going to tell me what happened when Nikolas got back from Vancouver?” “Nothing happened, really.” She gave me a sly smile. “Nothing, huh? Is that why I saw him leaving your room that morning before breakfast?” “He came to see me when he got here that morning because he knew I was worried about him.” “I take it you didn’t tell