*Michael*

As I rounded the corner, I was surprised to see Shelby’s red hair flowing off the back of the lounge chair. She looked so relaxed that I felt guilty invading her solace, but I couldn’t leave now. If she noticed me leaving, I’d make an even bigger fool of myself than I’d done the night before.

“It looks like you found my hiding place. You must have had the same idea," I said, and her gray eyes fluttered open. ...