~Ava’s POV~
Charlotte's words still echoed in my head.
“So was it makeup s*x?!”
I blinked at her like she’d grown two heads. “What is wrong with you?!”
She just laughed, tossing her hair over her shoulder like she'd asked whether the weather was nice. “Don’t act like you’re shocked. You know me.”
“You’re a menace.”
“I’m a best friend,” she corrected with a smug little smirk. “And best friends ask.”
I sighed, sinking back into the lounge chair, my skin warm from the sun and my nerves still buzzing from... well, everything. “It wasn’t makeup s*x, okay?”
Charlotte gave me a suspicious side-eye. “But you said you had an argument last night.”
I chewed on my lip, my voice quieter now. “We did. But that’s not why it happened. It wasn’t about fixing something or distracting ourselves. It
