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.”

yet sexy.” He’s still

would I wear it?” it’s not exactly formal, but it’s not exactly casual. It’s a sort of romantic floaty dress, in a short, flirty style, and

our trip. Parade around on 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

two of us?” I 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 through the clothes on the floor, with a little too much

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

trips with, and whoever they want with them … I was thinking Leila Huntsberger, that way you could meet

couples?” I press warily,

if Jake wants to hook

surrounded by couples and I’m incapable of abstaining from sex? I may always be trying to chat you up, but I’m not an idiot. I know where the

refuse, if I am being completely honest. I’m just anxious about all the possible outcomes, not having

just … It will be awkward.” I don’t look at him, just keep sorting random clothes from the pile. Jake has stopped and is leaning against my

“Why?”

think we’re …” I hesitate and catch his eye. His relaxed pose accentuates that upper body mass

and just agree; besides, they’re my friends, they’ll know right away that

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

could wear on a beach, or a boat.” His face breaks into

***

pass in a flurry of a busy schedule, and before long, we’re heading to the sunny deck of

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