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“Really? A chick who wants to surf? Now that’s something I can get down with.”

“I was thinking of offering her some lessons.”

“You should. Maybe even some other types of lessons. And definitely tell her to lose her shit-ass boyfriend.” Landon winks and claps me on the back before he lifts his board and walks it over to the storage rack. I do a few last swipes before I follow him with my own board.

“Dude, not everything ends up with you getting laid.”

“In my world, it does. Besides, Maia’s pretty damn cute. What’s the problem?”

“How about not complicating shit? A nice friendship is all I’m looking for. I’m tired of sleeping around and chasing the next lay. And since I’ll most likely be moving home after graduation, there’s no point in anything more serious.”

“Makes sense. Except the part about sleeping around. You’ll change your tune when you get tired of jacking off.”

He’s got a point. It hasn’t been easy being horny all the time. Getting yourself off isn’t the same. But I’m not lying when I say I’m over the casual hookups.

As far as finding something serious, that’ll happen after I move home and settle in. For now, I want to enjoy the rest of my senior year and have fun. If Maia ends up being the one I want to have fun with, then so be it.

What’s so wrong with that?

Absolutely nothing.

* * *

But why Maia?

I ask myself over and over again on my walk home alone from the beach. Landon needed to stop by the frat house, and after we went our separate ways, I couldn’t stop thinking about her.

It’s been a long while since a girl has invaded my head, and I’m not sure how to feel about it. I tell myself it’s because I want to spend more time with her, and until that happens, my brain will be stuck on it, but honestly, I don’t know.

I didn’t expect our night to turn out the way it did. She made me forget about my crap, and I let loose. Not that I have many stresses, considering I’m a pretty laid-back guy, but the text about my brother’s wedding hit a nerve, no doubt. A huge part of me doesn’t want to go. I know exactly how it’ll go down, like every other big event in my family, and I can imagine it’ll be worse with the wedding.

Is Rhett even here?

Where is he?

When did he get here?

Lost in the sea of my siblings, as one of the middle guys, I sort of blend right in. It’s not anyone’s fault. It’s just what happens in big families.

It’s nice, actually more than nice, to have someone’s complete unguarded attention focused solely on you and no one else. And when Maia gave me that in tenfold, all I wanted was more.

So after I stop at home, I shower and change, and head upstairs to ask Maia to join me for a surf lesson tomorrow morning before classes.

After a quick knock, Lennox opens the door and smiles. “Rhett, hey! What’s good?”

“Hey, Len. Is Maia around?”

She raises her eyebrow slightly. “No. She’s not home. Why? Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, everything’s fine.” I chuckle as I run a hand through my shaggy hair. “I just wanted…she said she…you know what, never mind. Just tell her I stopped by, okay?”

“Of course I will. She’s probably with Alex or something, but when she gets in, I’ll let her know.”

“Thanks.” I wave goodbye and walk away. Halfway down the stairs, I realize I should’ve just told Len why I was there—simply to offer surfing lessons—instead of being all vague and mysterious. She’s probably wondering what the hell is up. Or maybe she isn’t, and I’m being an idiot.

You’re being an idiot. Shut up, guy.

I spend the rest of my Sunday taking a nap and catching up on homework. I like how light the class load is this year. My semester is mostly classes in my major of film production. All of the basics are out of the way, and now we’re actually producing movies and learning about how production works on a movie set.

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