book 4 of 4
bianca prescott hoped graduating high school meant her only worry would be packing for college and surviving debutante season. her new life was set to be clear skies and smooth sailing but beneath the surface, the sharks were circling an...
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012 blackbeard didn't lie to elizabeth
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"Are you... lighting up right now?"
John B's eyes widened, peering at the back of the boat. Bianca sat with one knee propped up and a joint in her hand while she flicked JJ's silver Zippo lighter.
"B!" Sarah chastised from the bow of the boat.
"What?" She finally got it to catch, inhaling, holding, and inhaling again, just like JJ taught her when they were sixteen. The dark-haired girl tipped her head back, smoke billowing out in a thin stream from her lips, "I need to be heavily medicated for this."
"Or what?" Kiara's amused smile didn't waver.
She could still remember when even the thought of smoking weed would send Bianca spiraling. After years of dating JJ, however, and inhaling second-hand smoker's high from the others, her type A, control-freak tendencies seemed to ease.
"Is that even a question?" Cleo snorted, nodding toward JJ at the helm beside John B with his shoulders hunched like a little kid in time-out. "Or else he's swimming home tonight."
JJ shot Cleo a look, but before they could argue again, Pope interrupted, "B, we're supposed to be keeping the signal clear," He crossed his arms over his chest. "What are you doing?"
Bianca's eyes flickered down to his tense shoulders and stiff stance at the bow. Clearly, she wasn't the only one who thought this was a bad idea, just the only one being vocal about it.
Still, whatever batch Kiara baked up already had her muscles unwinding and her limbs feeling heavy. She picked up her legs and crossed them beneath her, handing the joint to Kiara, who took the next puff.
Bianca's eyes fluttered shut, pretending to meditate with one hand on each knee, "I am not going to let another stupid treasure hunt disturb my peace."
"It's not a treasure hunt," JJ grumbled beneath his breath.
