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I move to a lounge chair in the shade in order to avoid getting sunburned. I didn’t have time to grab a book from the room, so I spend a few minutes looking at my cell phone. I have now been e-mail- and social media–free for a few days, and I quickly find that I haven’t missed it. The volume of notifications that ding when I sign on to the resort’s Wi-Fi feels overwhelming, so I put the phone back to sleep and stow it in my purse.
There is no way I am going back to the room and risking seeing whatever wild activities Baggy and her man are up to in there, so I slide on my blingy sunglasses and tip my chair back to a more relaxing angle. I decide the best use of my time is to daydream about Kai—this pastime has become one of my new favorite activities.
I let steamy Kai fantasies wash o
