The Miami heat hit as soon as they stepped out of the airport. Eight of them four guys, four girls ready for a luxury vacation in their insane luxury villa. You knew Jude through the same friends and that how you ended up at the same vacation with him and your friends.
You and Kenny rushed upstairs, claiming a massive king size bed in one of the second-floor rooms. The place was ridiculous floor to ceiling windows, ocean views, sleek modern decor. They quickly unpacked, tossing clothes into drawers and suitcases onto the floor.
Kenny flopped onto the bed, stretching out “I could live here forever.”
You laughed, fixing your bikinis in the dresser. “Same.”
There was a pause before Kenny suddenly sat up, eyes full of mischief. “Okay, but what’s going on with you and Jude?”
You froze mid-fold. “What?”
Kenny smirked. “Don’t play dumb. The way he looks at you? The way you two always end up together?”
You sigh rolling your eyes. “We’re just friends.”
Kenny scoffed. “Right. Friends who flirt like that?”
You sighed, avoiding her friend’s gaze. Did you and Jude flirt? Maybe. He was charming, confident, and way too good-looking for his own good. And okay, maybe you liked the attention. The lingering glances. The way he was touchy No! He is an hoe I’m not falling for him! I have heard a lot of shit about this wanna be mature one!
But you didn’t have time to respond before Marcus knocked on the door
“Hurry up!” Marcus shouted. “We’re heading to the pool!”
Kenny winked. “This conversation isn’t over.”