“I’m being more than properly spoiled. Y’all! They serve us drinks on the beach! In pineapples! I had a massage in a cabana!” “I bet that’s not all you had in a cabana!” Abby yells. Even out of sight, she’s somehow the biggest presence in any room. “I will neither confirm nor deny such allegations,” I say, hoping the blush isn’t evident in my cheeks. “Confirmed!” Thayden yells from the shower. “THAYDEN!” I shout.
