“Are you as much trouble as Alice?” he calls out. Heather casts me a look that lets me know she’s going to be asking what that means later. “So much worse,” she yells back. I imagine Charlie laughing to himself as he steps into the boat. “Do not embarrass me, Heather.” She puts her hand to her chest. “Me? I would never. And especially not in front of your…” She glances at Bennett, and they both sing out, “Boooooyfriend.” “He’s just a friend.” “Sure, sure.”
