I’m pretty sure he should be at work tonight. And I’m pretty sure I’m busted. “Where have you been?” he asks, a frown tugging at his mouth. Julio would be handsome, I think, if he wasn’t so serious all the time. He’s got a strong jawline and big brown eyes. He’s clean shaven. He’s everything he should be. Including angry that I’m late getting home. My stomach drops. Did he hear Arden’s truck when he dropped me off? “I was at work?” “All day?” I shake my head. “No. I walked around Destin Commons for a little while to clear my head.” Complete and total lie. I spent the day fishing with Arden off Okaloosa Pier. We caught a baby shark and set it free. Then I buried him in the sand underneath the pier. Julio purses his lips. “You shouldn’t walk around alone. It’s dangerous.” Nice. He has no problem letting me ride my bike back and forth from the Breeze Mart in the dead of night, yet, to walk around a populated-by-mostly-rich-people area like Destin Commons is unacceptable.
