THIRTY-ONE
"Who are you taking on the hovercraft on Saturday?" Paige asked Jason during lunch.
He glanced back at the girls, who were all clustered around the table, making their sandwiches. Who hadn't he spent time with? The sun flashed on a head of coppery hair. "Melissa."
"Good choice for a sunset cruise. I hope you plan to kiss her. The boys told me they have exactly one kiss out of all the hours of footage they've taken. One. And that was when you had egg on your face by the barbeque this morning. I'm not even sure we can use that one. Though if you can't do better, we might have to."
Jason screwed his face up in irritation. "What do you mean, if I can't do better? I picked these girls because I think they might be bride material. I don't give a f**k what you think about them or
