“Hi, Mrs Cameron” you greeted his wife with a forced smile, your tone so sickenly sweet you wanted to gag. Making your way over to Lottie, not caring what Rafe's wife had to say. You plant yourself in the sunlounger next to Lottie, she sipped on her cocktail as her eyes, that she must've got from rafe. Followed around her little boy toy Conrad.

“Conrads here” you point out, Lottie hadn't mentioned it knowing how you didn't like her boyfriend, but to make matters worse he had bought a friend along with him. “Okay, yeah. But you can finally try talking to Steven” she teases, pushing your shoulder lightly.

You screwed your face up. He wasn't ugly, it was just every 20 year old boy repulsed you, they just never had much to offer. “No thanks, id rather stay single” you retort, taking off your oversized top to relax in the matching slutty pink bikinis you and Lottie had both previously bought.