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I snort on a laugh. “Give it your worst.”
He straightens up. “Alright. You asked for it.”
Then his eyes catch on Donovan and—oh no.
Donovan is at the lip of the pool, cleaning out the drain. He’s got his back to us, and he doesn’t see Jason approach.
“Jason, don’t!” I tell him, but it’s too late.
Jason grabs Donovan by the front of his shirt. He pulls him up so Donovan is on his feet and then shoves him outward. Donovan’s heels are hanging off the lip of the pool, and he grabs Jason’s wrist, his shoes struggling to regain traction. One shove, and Donovan will hit the water, uniform and all.
“Stop!” I shout.
Donovan twists and struggles, but Jason is strong, his grip tight, and he’s not letting up. “Come out with me,” Jason bargains, “and I’ll let him go.”
“Are you twelve?”
“Asshole,” Donovan sputters as he struggles to get free.
We’re not alone in this pool—there’s at least three other boat owners here, plus the lifeguard. All adults. All pretending like they don’t see what’s going on.
No one does a damn thing. Not when it’s Jason King.
No wonder he thinks he owns this island and everyone in it. They let him get away with it.
My teeth grind together.
“Okay!” I throw up my hands. “Whatever! Just…stop.”
Jason finally pulls Donovan back from the edge of the pool and releases his grip.
Donovan’s face is red. He scuttles quickly out of Jason’s reach and says nothing.
I can practically see him retreating into his head.
He’s embarrassed, defeated, and I hate Jason King for it.
It doesn’t matter if he has the shoulders of a linebacker and the golden tan of a Greek god.
I hate Jason King.
“What time should I pick you up?” Jason asks casually. As though he didn’t just have my best friend dangling over the edge of the pool.
I step over in front of him and slide my hands over his chest. His body is rock hard underneath the tight shirt. “Seven,” I tell him. “Don’t be late.”
Then I go up on my tiptoes and lean in. He goes for the bait. Jason bends his tall frame, meeting me halfway, and his mouth nearly brushes mine—
When I shove him. As hard as I can.
Jason hits the water with a splash, clothes and all.
He might’ve won a date with me, but I don’t have to be happy about it.
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Jason
Mint chocolate chip.
