Elena
Back home, we climb out of my car – still hard to believe that I have a car – I see my neighbor out in his driveway tampering with his bike. He isn't alone.
As I reach into the backseat for the beach bag, I recognize Paul and Jace. There's a new guy that I haven't seen before. He has a larger frame and has a bit of a belly; he has long blond hair in a low ponytail and a medium length dark blond beard.
For a moment, I lock eyes with Mike, but neither of us holds it. Before we can make it inside, a low voice calls out. "Hey, hold up." We both turn from the door to see Paul jogging up to us in his black pants and dark boots. Though he's leaner than Mike, you can still see he has a well-defined body. The dark ink on his arm stands out even more against the white of his shirt.
I glanc
