~Ava’s POV~

The beach trip ended with more laughter than scandal, thank God. Charlotte and Tristan gave us hell all the way back endless teasing, exaggerated side-eyes, and dramatic sighs every time Logan and I so much as breathed in sync.

“You two seriously need a warning label,” Charlotte huffed as she rolled down the window. “Caution: PDA ahead.”

Tristan snorted. “Forget that. I need bleach for my eyes after walking in on...”

“Do not dare to finish that sentence,” I ...