Trish POV
I haven’t heard from Hunter all day, and I’m starting to worry.
“What do you want to do today, guys?” Dad asks as he enters the living room.
“Movie!” Mia exclaims.
“We’ll go later; how about the beach now?” Dad suggests.
“Yes!” Matthew jumps up and rushes out of the room.
“Looks like we’re going,” Trent chuckles, getting up.
I head to my room, put on my bikini, and throw on some shorts and a tank top.
“Time to go, guys! We still need to stop by the grocery store,” Dad calls.
I grab my phone and headphones.
Matthew slides down the stairs with his boogie board, wearing only his bathing trunks.
“Can Asher come, Dad?” Mia asks.
“That depends if his mother lets him.”
“I called his house using Trent’s phone, and his mom said yes!” she shrieks.
“Who’s Asher?” Trent whisper
