“His fiancée,” Calypso says with no emotion. “She’s young and he’s a fucking snake. What’s new?”
Placing the brush down, she slams the grill lid. From the way she closes her eyes and slightly grimaces at herself, she didn’t mean to drop it so hard.
“You’d tell us if something happened?” Asher asks.
“Yup,” Calypso answers quickly, shutting down the conversation.
Asher and Hudson exchange disbelieving looks. A thousand silent conversations are held in the span of seconds. I recognize it from my own twin sisters, Ava and Amara.
Before any of them can say anything else, Tim comes back out with the cheese slices. Calypso happily takes the out, grabbing my wrist and pulling me away. “Taking him to meet Vivi, myfavoritesibling, now,” she calls over her shoulder.
“Bullshit.” Asher laughs but it almost gets lost in the breeze.
Calypso stops next to a variety of Adirondack chairs set up around an unlit fire pit and drops the beach bag on one of the chairs.
“What is Asher doing now?” Vivi asks from her chair. She slips her sunglasses down her nose to get a better look at us.
Calypso scoffs. “Being Asher—isn’t that enough?”
Vivi laughs but it’s Lexi who raises a glass mockingly. “True that.”
Calypso’s amusement fades quickly, as if remembering she has one more sibling to introduce.
She huffs out a breath then sighs dramatically. “Let’s get this over with—Liam,” she says and points at me before swinging her hand in her sister’s direction. “Vivi. You two have apparently met,” she says about Lexi and me. “Everyone knows each other now.”
Rolling her eyes playfully, Vivi ignores her sister. “It’s really nice to meet you. Knox and Lucas were excited for you to move out here.”
“You too,” I say. “I’m happy to be closer to them.”
Lexi looks like the cat who got the cream. “Nice to see you again.”
“How have you been, Lexi?” I ask. I can’t help but glance at Calypso next to me. She has her hands on the hem of her shirt, ready to strip down to her bikini, but she’s watching Lexi. I wouldn’t call the glint in her eyejealousy, but maybe a warning.
For what? Who knows.
“I’ve been great—just wondering when I’ll see you and Jake in Brighter Daze again.”
Reluctantly dragging my gaze away from the sliver of skin showing off Calypso’s toned stomach, I shrug noncommittally. “I plan my visits around Calypso’s schedule now.”
Calypso licks her lips and I swear there’s a sparkle of smug possessiveness in her eyes. I only get a flash of it before she’s looking away and stripping out of her white tank top.
Fuck.
Calypso is wearing a red gingham print bikini top that I will dream about taking off of her for weeks to come. She’s almost always wearing red, and she looks damn good in it. The thin straps rest on her shoulders, the memory of kissing along the skin there coming to the forefront of my mind.
Lexi laughs mockingly, but when I look back at her, there’s only amusement skating across her features. Not a drop of maliciousness. “I bet you’d plan your whole life around her, if sheletyou.”
Calypso gives Lexi a hard glare I can’t interpret but Vivi breaks the moment, standing and pulling her friend with her. She wears a chastising expression that looks slightly out of place on her kind face, but I remember she’s a second-grade teacher—It’s not totally unimpressive.
“We’re gonna check on drinks and ice. Do you guys need anything?” Vivi asks.
“No, we’re okay,” Calypso says. She turns back toward her bag and unbuttons her shorts.
The two friends walk to the house, linking arms and laughing about something Lexi says, but my eyes are glued to Calypso’s long legs as the fabric slowly slides down… down… down.
The bikini bottoms aren’t immodest by any means, but her round ass would look phenomenal in anything.
“None of that,” Calypso teases as she turns around and snaps her fingers, drawing my eyes back up. “Liam,” she says, laughing and shoving my shoulder when I focus on her tits instead.
