Dominic Pauls' message vault to Summer Cooper:
In case it’s not clear to you, I love you.
I wish I could say something more elaborate, but I’m no poet—in fact, I’m pretty clumsy with words. I just know that without you, I feel like I’m drowning.
Can you love me back? I’m dying without you.
Yours,
Nic.
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32. New parts of him.
Summer.
Nixon Ibai is a wild card.
He’s impulsive, irresponsible, and reckless.
How did I end up in a make-out session with him months ago?
I have no idea, but that’s how things went… and I can’t change it now.
Not now, when he walks through the door of my cabin, with his messy hair and smiling like this is the best vacation of his life.
"Hey," I whisper, more than uncomfortable with the situation.
Suddenly, his arms reach out and wrap
