[Slightly sexual content] "What happened to your arm?" Brendan asked. "I hurt it while we were surfing, and I slipped on my board. It's just a little sore." "Oh, you know what'll help that?" Mitchell spoke up. "A cold shower." I almost spit my water out at him from across the table. I managed to swallow it before letting out a loud laugh. He didn't move a muscle, though. He kept a stoic look on his face while the two brothers continued to look each other down. "So tell me, Kenna," Brooks started, moving his gaze over to me. "How good is Mitchell in bed?" I didn't miss a beat, "He's an animal." ----- As far back as Kennedy can remember, her family has been spending their summers at the Beach House with close family friends. It'd been the only pastime she truly enjoyed. That is, until her brother and his 'friends' decided to make her final summer before teenage-hood a living hell. Now, 6 years later, she's coming back to the beach house. She's ready this time and completely different. Maybe she'll make her old friends back, but maybe they hate her more than before.