It’s our final day on the island, and we’re supposed to be going out for the day. The boys told us to be ready for ten a.m. but wouldn’t tell us what we are doing.
Slinging my towel over my shoulder, I leave our room and go in search of the girls. Mase was already up and gone when I woke this morning.
I have no idea what they have planned, but the secrecy is exciting. Lucy thinks it’s a boat trip around the island, and I hope she’s right.
The girls are already out on the patio when I round the corner, and it’s the first time I’ve gotten the chance to have them all alone without prying ears, so I use it to my advantage.
“Hey!” I step up to them. “When we get home, we need to meet up. I’m going to buy a test. Put my mind at ease.” I say nonchalantly, pulling my hair into a high pony.
I can see the surprised looks on their faces, but none of them question me.
Lucy finds her tongue first. “We will come to you. Maybe before Mase finishes work one day?”
“He has a stag do on Saturday night, Elliot’s friend. You can come over then.”
“Good idea. I’ll bring wine.” Megan winks, trying to lighten the mood.
“I can’t wait that long.” Lucy panics.
“Well I’m not doing it when he is around!” I hiss.
“When who is around?” Mason’s arms wrap around my stomach, pulling me back into his hard chest.
I twist and look up at him, plastering a fake smile on my face.
“Hey, you.” I relax into him, the warmth of his large body soothing my inner turmoil.
He gives me a look, and I know he’s up to something. “You girls ready for today?”
“What exactly are we doing?” I ask, nerves fluttering in my stomach.
“No fucking way.”
Lucy stands on the edge of the clifftop, her eyes wild as they flick towards the boys as if they have gone mad.
As much as I find her dramatics funny, I can’t help but agree with her. There is no way I am jumping off the edge of this thing.
“God, it’s been years. It never seemed so high as a child.” Scarlet smiles, chucking her towel to the side and rocking on her heels.
“You’ve done this before?” I ask her, just as she steps up to the ledge.
“Yeah! Come on.” She steps forward, and I hold my breath, watching as she jumps off and falls to the water.
“Yes, Scar!” Elliot yells.
The boys all shout and holla, Charlie and Lance taking a run-up and following Scarlet’s lead.
“No fucking way,” Lucy snorts, moving three steps back.
“I’m game.” Megan smiles, hands on hips as she bounces with excitement.
Elliot steps up next to her and points to the water. “Make sure you step out far enough to avoid the rocks. We checked it this morning, and it’s plenty deep enough. Aim for the others, and you’ll be fine.”
“Megs!” Lucy warns, panic in her voice.
“Shut up, princess,” Elliot tells her. “You’re next.”
Megan steps up to the edge, her hands curled into fists. Looking back at us, she screams. “Shit! Fucker! Fuck! Ahhhh.”
