Chapter Twenty-Five
Reed
THREE WEEKS LATER
Kennedy and I spent a week in Wyoming before I surprised her with the location of our two-week trip to the Turks and Caicos. Vacation was almost over, but we had a lot to celebrate, including myself. I’d just gotten off the phone with my COJ supervisor and I had some great news to share with Kennedy, but she was out in the crystal blue water, floating around and sipping on a strawberry daiquiri, looking sexy as f**k in her pink bikini while I sat on the back deck. The house I rented was located in Taylor Bay – a secluded beach with not many people – and the house was a little yellow cottage with two bedrooms and two baths that sat up on a hill. There were stairs that led straight down into the ocean. We also had our own little private pool and
