“Don’t you agree?” “Hmm?” I absently muttered. “You are so exasperating right now. The belligerent sexual tension, filtering back and forth between you two, is worse than usual this week.” “Stop being ridiculous,” I spat at Sadie. Everything about her was driving me crazy today. Her blonde curls were tucked elegantly under a large derby hat that was more appropriate for the running of the horses than a spring break volleyball game. “Really? What did I just say?” She reached into her pink cooler that matched her magenta Ralph Lauren sundress. Pulling out a wine bottle, Sadie filled an actual crystal glass with Sauvignon Blanc. “It started with boring blah, blah and ended with insult, insult.” “Alex, I’m trying to be completely serious here.” Her sculpted eyebrows lifted with contempt in my direction as she took a sip. “It’s spring break. Nothing is supposed to be serious. Why can’t you just sit back and enjoy it for a change?” I gestured out toward a crowd lounging and drinking while Flo Rida played through the speakers.
