She had her hair stuffed under a baseball cap and dark glasses on to shield her eyes from the glare. She’d come from a run in the park, so she was wearing a sports bra with a sleeveless crop top and running shorts. Trip Thompson was there again and, without Seth’s protective presence, he made no bones about ogling her from her breasts on down to her slender thighs. Tessa raised a haughty brow at him and turned away. She wanted nothing more to do with spoiled, rich, fickle men. She waved as the bus rolled in, and watched for Zach’s bright red head. As soon as he saw her, he grinned and ran over to give her a big hug. “Tessa! I had such a great time, but I am sooo glad to be home. Can I play my PlayStation when we get there? I have so much to tell you. I learned how to sail. I can’t wait to show Seth.” Tessa let him go on while she helped him collect his trunk and load it in the car. She stiffened at the mention of his name, but said nothing. Zach, however, was not going to let it go.
