Kinsley paced nervously, glancing at her cell phone every three seconds to check the time. It was twelve forty-five, almost time for her to meet Derek. “It’s just lunch,” Jenn answered from her place on the couch. “Relax.” Kinsley paused in her pacing, turning on Jenn. “Relax? You set me up on a date with a stranger and I’m supposed to just relax?” Jenn stood and grabbed her by the shoulders. “Guys generally are strangers until you actually go on a date and get to know one. Don’t make a big deal out of it. It’s not technically a date, since we’ll all be there, and I’m sure Derek will bring his friends, too.” “Yeah, count me out,” I muttered, removing my ruined boots and peeling my wet socks away. With my nose wrinkled in distaste, I tossed them aside. “I’m going to wash to rainforest off me, then I’m getting my ass down to the beach.” “Chloe.”
