As it turned out, Trina was a good sport. The kind of good sport who had six brothers and could tread water all day long. Charlotte could see the instant Liv decided the new girl was interesting.
I don’t care if she’s interesting, Charlotte thought as the minutes turned to hours. I’m your best friend. She glanced at Julia. Second-best.
“Don’t look so glum.” Sterling wrapped a towel around Charlotte’s shoulders.
They’d all jumped multiple times. When Trina was finally allowed back onshore, there was drinking.
A campfire.
Another trip over the ledge, in the dark.
And now this. Charlotte let her body lean against his. He knew how she felt about him. He had to. But this was the first hint she’d gotten that he could see it, too.
What the two of them could be, together.
“Want to know a secret?” Sterling asked her, nodding toward the ledge, where Liv sat side by side with the townie girl. “I brought her here to make you jealous.”
“Want to know a secret?” Charlotte murmured back. “It didn’t work.”
Shortly thereafter, Liv volunteered to drive the local girl home.