Too much money and not enough sense.

“That would be an idea.” I smirk, raising a brow.

“Get rid of what you don’t want.” He pulls a dress from the pile and holds it up to admire it, thrusting it down to pick up lingerie instead, with a smile and a dirty wink.

“Most of it still has tags, Jake, she should return them.” I snatch the bustier from him and throw it toward my dresser where my lingerie lives. His raised eyebrow is not lost on me and yet, I ignore it, not really wanting Jake to ogle my lingerie.

“Just give them away, Emma, they’re already paid for.” He shrugs.

“Jake, there’s thousands of dollars worth of stuff here.” I implore him in frustration, he has no concept of money sometimes.

“And?” he says as if to prove my point. I forget that he probably spends more than that on one piece of jewelry for a passing date. He’s always been generous in that way.

“So, I should just donate it? What I don’t need?” I ask sardonically. Really not amused with his lack of care.

“They’re your clothes, Mio Amore.” He shifts on the floor, picking up another dress, this time having a closer look at it and looking at me. He’s trying to remember if I’ve ever worn it. I throw him a disdainful look and start throwing items to the door for donating; this feels so wasteful. I don’t even want to tally up the costs of half of this and, apart from Sarah, I don’t know anyone I can give them too.

“You’ve never worn this?” he raises an eyebrow at me so that I look over at what he’s holding.

“Nope.”

sexy.” He’s still admiring it and

it’s not exactly casual. It’s a sort of romantic floaty dress, in a short, flirty style, and a

deck for me in it.” He puts the dress on the bed as though he’s decided it’s coming on the trip, regardless of my view on the matter; sometimes Jake can be exasperating. I can’t argue though, it’s a lovely dress

ask warily, I’ve been wondering

could invite; my father’s boat has six double cabins if you want a crowd.” He’s still looking

of us alone for two weeks on a beach, that’s bothering me. No work to converse over, nothing to distract me from

they want with them … I was thinking Leila Huntsberger, that way you could meet Sophie’s new sister.” He cocks his head at me,

going to be couples?” I press warily,

Jake wants to hook

couples and I’m incapable of abstaining from sex? I may always be trying to chat you up, but I’m not

to refuse, if I am being completely honest. I’m just anxious about all the possible outcomes,

I don’t look at him, just keep sorting random clothes from the pile. Jake has stopped

“Why?”

I hesitate and catch his eye. His relaxed pose accentuates that upper body mass and I glance away quickly. Always caught off guard by my

just agree; besides, they’re my friends, they’ll know right away that we’re not screwing.” He slides his hands behind his head, frowning at me

god’s sake.” I put my hands up in defeat, he’s so grouchy tonight and I throw

could wear on a beach, or a

***

days at most, which pass in a flurry of a busy schedule, and before long, we’re heading to the sunny deck of Jake’s

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