Dylan and I stand as they close the remaining distance. What am I supposed to say? Shreya and Olivia have these smug grins, and somehow I know they’re thinking, “I told you so.” I hate when they’re right, but, well, I’d like to get back to kissing Dylan.“Finally,” Shreya blurts out. “Seriously!” Olivia blatantly checks out Dylan, and then looks back to me. “He’s even better looking in person. How did you keep your hands off that?” Dylan laughs like this is the funniest statement he’s ever heard. “Your friends are awesome. Who’s the tall one?”“Olivia,” I grumble.“Nice to meet you.” He goes to shake her hand. “You were the one on vacation in Tahiti?”She nods, seeming star struck by him. I grab his hand just to make sure she doesn’t get any ideas. Not that she would, but I can’t escape this need to make sure everyone knows Dylan is mine. Especially now that I’ve decided to go all in. “How’d you know she was in Tahiti?”Shreya raises her hand.
