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Quickly stringing down some bangs from the tight ponytail that topped my head, I examined my overall appearance in the mirror one last time. My outfit consisted of a simple, mid-thigh length sundress, and a bandana to keep my hair from falling out of its updo. I added a spritz of perfume before grabbing my phone and the twenty-four pack sitting on my porch.

John B said he and the crew would be here by eight-thirty, which, speak of the devil's, are pulling up just in time.

"Hey! You look amazing!" Kiara greeted me warmly and patted the seat next to hers.

"Thank you, Kie," I pulled her into a side hug and set my bud lights in JJ's lap, "You guys don't look too bad yourselves."

My best friends were wearing relatively the same thing they wore to midsummers, JJ in his waiter uniform presumably because he was going to be working the bar here as well, John B and Pope both sporting t-shirts and board shorts, and Kiara in a similar purple dress to the one she wore a week ago, this one cut off around her knees and was looser, nonetheless, she looked stunning.

JJ hugged the case of beers, "All for me? How kind!"

I raised a brow and pointed to the box of bud lights, "Drink all of my beers and I will personally make your hangover tomorrow a living hell."

"Play nice you two." Pope chastised.

The blonde sitting opposite to me rolled his eyes and mocked our best friend, "Yes Dad."

John B shook his head, sniggering along with the rest of us. The small conversations we made on the drive, did little to nothing to distract me from the thought of seeing Rafe Cameron tonight. Rafe was a bit intimidating, to say the least. Not because he scared me, but he knew how to get me riled up. A simple brushing of hands or one of his emblem smirks would have me utterly flustered within the first ten minutes. Mix in his risky 'sneak-away-to-kiss' plans or suggestive yet discreet interruptions to my conversations and I would be a mess by the end of the night. Keeping my composure, and having a good time with my friends was going to be interesting.

To my dismay, I had no more time to prepare as we pulled into the marina parking lot. The party was in full swing and it hadn't even left the dock yet, music was spilling from speakers, people provocatively dancing to it on the very crowded dance floor, the bar was packed, and the hot tub, filled to the brim.

I set my beer off to the side, near the couch cushion where our group decided on setting our stuff before snagging a can, bidding goodbye to a now-on-duty JJ, and heading out to the party with everyone else.

Dancing with Kie was almost impossible, not only were my toes being pinched and stepped on by every other person, but I always found my eyes scanning the crowd, hoping to find a pair of all too familiar blue ones staring back.

But no matter how many times I glanced up, they were nowhere to be found.

Until I was contently drinking my beer, only then Rafe had decided it was a good time to look for me as well. He grinned devilishly, emitting a loud cough of surprise from me.