Justin wanted to go after Iris, but he also wanted more than coconut to eat. He sighed, because the woman could move fast when she wanted to.
The truth was, he’d started to think maybe he and Iris could have something. Yes, he’d been messaging her sister—but he hadn’t known that. He hadn’t asked her out.
“But she wanted you to,” he muttered as he piled as many coconuts into his arms as he could carry. He took them back to the shelter and lined them up on the platform. “And you should’ve lied,” he scolded himself. “Told her, ‘of course I don’t want to ask out your twin sister.’ Jeez.” He scanned for Iris afterward. He couldn’t see her, which was good. Sort of.
twin sisterAt least it meant she’d stayed in the shade, out of the sun. The water filtration system still sat in the sun, and he
