“I meant here in La Jolla. I thought you would’ve ran back to New York by now.”
“Unfortunately, for both of us, I’m still here.” I point to the speaker. “You need to turn it down.”
“I don’tneedto do anything. It’smyhouse.”
“It’s mine too as long as I’m living here.”
He leans his head back and closes his eyes.
“You’re not going to turn it down?”
He ignores me.
I pick up his phone and hold it above the water. “You turn it down or this goes in the hot tub.”
He opens one eye. “Put it down. Then get the hell out of here.”
“Okay, here it goes.” I drop it, and Braden lunges forward and catches it right before it goes in the water.
“Shit,” I mutter.
Who knew he had such fast reflexes? That was amazing.
“You really think I’d let you do it?” he says with a smirk.
“You really think I wouldn’t try?”
“You didn’t think I’d catch it.”
“That was just luck.”
“It was skill. I practice that shit for hours a day.”
“You practice catching your phone? Seems like a waste of time.”
“You have no fucking clue who you’re dealing with. The girls at Twisted Pine would give anything to be standing where you are right now.”
“They’re that desperate? That’s a shame.”
He stares at me. “Bitch.”
“Ass.”
He smiles slightly. “You don’t give a fuck what people think about you, do you?”
“Nope.” I fold my arms over my chest.
“I don’t either, but I can get away with it. You can’t. Act like this next week and you won’t last long at Twisted Pine.”
He’s right. What am I doing? I’m already ruining the plan. I’m supposed to be getting on Braden’s good side, not pissing him off, although I think part of him likes the real me.
I sit down next to him and put my feet in the water.
He looks at me. “What the hell you doing?”
“Hanging out.” I tip my head back and stare up at the dark sky.
“I want to be alone.”
