“Sure, Buddy,” he said ruffling Caleb’s hair. I waited to see what Ashely would say. I knew she wouldn’t volunteer to come out to the water with us. Her appearance meant too much to her. Saltwater in her hair was a no-no. I wondered if she’d come up with a reason for Nate to stay and continue flirting game, but she didn’t say anything. She just sat there, sunglasses on, flipping through her magazine, acting as if we weren’t even there. “Yay,” said Gracie, practically bouncing. Yes, yay, I thought inwardly doing the same. Nate was turning me into a silly eight-year old girl with a crush. The four of us ate sandwiches quickly. I hadn’t expected the boys to come with us, but I had extra snacks and Gracie and Caleb each split the sandwiches I’d made them with their brother. I offered food to both Ashely and Jax. Ashley said she wasn’t hungry and returned to her magazine. Jax’s response was a snore. “Should we wake him up, or at least try and roll him over?” I asked glancing over...