Page 73 of Get Lost

Kelsey blew a puff of air through puckered lips.

“Because he’s the one in control of the situation.”

Kelsey sighed again, plopping down on the bed beside Nessa. “He really is a pain in the ass.”

“Perfect. So are you.”

Kelsey glared at Nessa.

“And I really do think you should give him a chance, just… not here. And not now.”

Kelsey played with the hem of her black pants.

“So? What are you going to do about him in the meantime?”

“Leave the island?”

Nessa shook her head.

“Become a nun?”

Another head shake.

“Become a lesbian?”

“I mean, aren’t you already equal opportunity?”

Kelsey nodded. “Yeah, but maybe I should reevaluate and just pick a team. Women have never given me this much drama.”

Nessa laid down beside Kelsey. “If women could justdecidenot to like men, Kels, the whole world would be full of lesbians.”

“True.”

“And we’d all be eating charcuterie and drinking champagne and no hearts would ever be broken again.” Nessa sighed. “But, since you do still very much like men—”

Kelsey turned to Nessa and flashed a wild grin. “I really do.”

“—let’s figure out how to get you through the next few days.”

“Okay. What’s your plan?”

“Absolutelynofraternizing.”

“Fraternizing?” Kelsey raised an eyebrow. “Is your body currently inhabited by an eighty-five-year-old woman? Because, if so, you may be eligible for compensation.”

Nessa snorted. “Shut up, you know what I mean. No sexy times with Alexander, no matter how much he pisses you off or how good he smells.”

“He really does smell good.” Kelsey sighed. “And piss me off.”

“Apparently a deadly combination for you, friend. Have you ever considered sadomasochism?”

“Only every other day.” Kelsey laughed, then flipped onto her side to face Nessa. “Okay, so, no sexy times with stupid Alexander Arroyo.”

Nessa focused on the wall past Kelsey’s head. “Unless…” She chewed the inside of her cheek. “Okay, if its late, you’re both back in here, and the door is locked so absolutelyno onecan catch you.” She shrugged. “Then you can do whatever you damn well please with that arrogant asshole.”

Kelsey considered locking herself in this bedroom with Alexander for the next three nights—a tempting idea indeed—but then she shook her head. “No, it’s still too risky. I think I’ll have to go cold turkey if this is going to work.”

“Okay. Cold turkey it is.” Nessa stood, then pulled Kelsey to her feet. “Now, go be that boss bitch I know you are.”

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