"Boating?" She repeated. "How come I'm just finding out about this? No one brought it up yesterday during breakfast."
He chuckled. "Lynn did."
"That makes sense why I didn't hear then."
Abel smirked knowingly. "Sure it does." He joked, shutting his eyes. "It wasn't because you were ogling you know who the entire time." Zadia's cheeks warmed. Abel laughed at her silence, the heat of the sun felt good against his body. "You're not even gonna try to deny it?"
Zadia smiled sheepishly, "I still have absolutely no clue what you're talking about." She denied it, running her hand through Tino's hair.
She wasn't going to crack so easily.
—//—//—//—
Later in the afternoon, the heat of the sun became unbearable. Zadia fanned herself, using her hand to create cool air. In the chair she sat in, the sunshade above her spared her from the sun rays. Zadia wiped her hand with the wet wipes, trashing it when she finished. She poured some more grapes into the plastic bowl for Tino, carefully setting it at his side for him to eat.
Zadia picked up the mandarin orange, digging her finger into the peel to remove it. Her swim shorts were dry since she hadn't been in the water. "These damn flies." She grumbled under her breath, swapping one off her thigh and then away from Tino's bowl. They were everywhere, attracted by the food being made outside.
Roman was grilling.
She looked his way, the smoke from the grill mingling with the air. Roman flipped a burger with the steel spatula in his hand, laughing at whatever story Abel was telling him. Lynn snickered along, passing him a container to store the cooked meat. Her yellow bikini set revealed a lot.
Zadia stared longer than she liked to. Her eyes were looking at the tattoo on the back of Lynn's leg. It was the first time she could see it and it resembled the same one Roman had on the inside of his arm. "I think I'm gonna need a drink, actually."
"Water?" Adam responded already by the cooler, his body drenched in it. He was in the lake swimming earlier. He opened the cooler, pulling out a beer for himself, although this was his fifth one.
The cooler being nearby allowed Zadia to count.
"One of those, actually." She said, motioning for the beer. He made a face but passed her the can of white claw. She held her orange with her free hand, bringing the can closer to her mouth to pull the pop top. Letting it go as it made its popping sound, Zadia chugged some of it down. "Thanks," Zadia told him, shivering off the bitter taste. "That was good."
"It's not nearly as good as the ones back home. This tastes like the opposite of what it's supposed to be." He opened his can, dragging the cooler closer to Zadia's side to sit on. "I thought you were a wine person?"
"I dibble dabble." She explained. "They all taste the same to me sometimes." She pointed at his drink. "What about you? Where's your cup of tea?"
He sighed, pushing his wet hair out of his face. His choice of swim trunks was Homer Simpson's animated face everywhere. "No amount of tea is gonna get me through the week I'm about to have. I've got loads of work to do, which mainly consists of one man. It's horrendous I tell you."
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