I looked around and saw him over on the rope swing with his hands all over that bitch, Claire.
Ugh. What a slut.
“Grace, why do you even bother with him? He’s such an ass. He flirts with everyone and treats you like—”
“Alex, please, not again.” Grace looked at me with pleading eyes.
I knew she didn’t want Will to know how Mike had been treating her.
“Treats you like what? Has that jerk ever laid his hands on you, Grace? I’ll kick his damn ass.”
Grace laughed. “No, Will. He has never touched me. Alex and Libby just don’t like Mike, that’s all.”
Grace looked around. She must have found the bastard because when she turned back around, I swore I saw her eyes filling with tears.
We spent the rest of the afternoon swimming, playing horseshoes, potato-sack races, and tug of war. You named it, and we did it. I was exhausted by the time the sun went down. I looked over and saw Lauren leaning against a tree. She was talking to some guy I’d never seen before. Colt was standing nearby, and I noticed he kept looking over.
I nudged Will. “You need to go tell Colt that he’d better make his move if he’s interested in Lauren. I have no clue who the new guy is.”
Will looked up and nodded. “That’s Claire’s cousin, Brax. He just moved here from Montana or something like that.”
“Huh. Well, Brax sure seems to have his eyes on Lauren.”
“Yeah, he does.” Will leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. “I’ll be right back.”
He got up and walked over to Colt. He leaned in and said something to him. Colt nodded and pushed off the tree, and then they started making their way over to Lauren and Brax.
“Oh shit,” I whispered.
Libby sat down across from me and asked, “Oh shit what?”
I didn’t look at her as I kept watching Will and Colt. “Colt…I think he likes Lauren. The new guy, Brax, is giving Lauren a lot of one-on-one attention. I told Will to tell Colt that he’d better make his move now if he was interested before this Brax guy gets too much into her head.”
“Oh shit. They’re walking over there, Alex!”
I looked at Libby. “I know, Lib! That’s why I said, oh shit. The overprotective big-brother syndrome is playing out before our eyes.”