(Blake's POV)
“Somebody’s glowing!” Samantha chimed when Tara excused herself from us. Her eyes followed Tara walking towards the hall of the adjoining room. I was startled when she tugged me to the sofa. We both fell on the seat and surprised me with a punch on my upper arm.
“Tell me, Blake...” She has her dagger eyes on me. “You didn’t do anything stupid on that boat with her,” She asked in a low voice, her teeth gritting.
“What do you mean?” My eyes squinted, confusing me. I could not follow her.
“Did you see Tara? She was like Rapunzel singing the healing song. She’s glowing, i***t!” She whispered, and then she shut her one eye and smacked me again in my arm.
“What? She looked alright to me,” I was already getting impatient with her.
“I should have put condoms in your bag,” She s
