***Dylan's Point of View - The Next Day ***
I heard the doorbell ring and I shouted out, "I've got it!" because I was expecting some friends to come over.
When I opened the door, my best friend Gabe was standing front and center shirtless, wearing dark sunglasses, a pair of swim trunks and sandals with a beach towel slung over his shoulder.
I had met him while filming a TV show a couple years ago and our personalities just clicked right away. He was always up for a good time and it was impossible not to laugh and smile when you were around him. He just instantly lit up a room with his big personality.
He was taller than me by a couple inches and very athletic, just like I was, which was one of the reasons we became friends in the first place. We used to play basketball together almost every day on set during breaks.
"Dylan!" Gabe shouted, giving me a one-armed bro hug, before walking in followed by six more of our friends, four of which were women wearing bikinis. He almost always had an entourage with him.
Gabe was a ladies man and he cared a lot about his appearance. His Dad was black and his Mom was white, which gave him a light caramel skin tone and dark brown eyes. He kept his hair trimmed short in a precise fade that he went to the barber to get cleaned up every week and a half to keep it looking fresh.
He usually had at least one woman on his arm, and today was no exception. He had a leggy redhead attached to his side with his arm around her shoulders.
"Let's swim and get our drink on bitches!" Gabe shouted, holding a vodka bottle above his head as he led the way through my house towards the pool.
As the rest of the group followed him inside, I noticed my ex Tawny was with them and I instantly cringed. I wished Gabe hadn't brought her, especially right now with Brenley in the house. She was almost guaranteed to start some drama and that was the last thing I needed.
Tawny was wearing a bright orange bikini that complemented her golden, tanned skin and her long blonde hair was down in messy beach waves. She stopped in front of me, looking up at me with her hazel eyes, the light freckles dotted across her nose and cheeks reminding me how cute I used to think they were.
"Hey Dylan," she said with a flirty smile, looking me up and down. "You're looking good. It's been a minute."
'Not nearly enough minutes,' I thought in my head, but all I said out loud was, "Yeah" with a weak, forced smile.
I turned and tried to catch up with the rest of the group, not wanting to be left behind with Tawny. Of course when we got out to the pool, she took the sun lounger right next to mine and made a big display of putting on suntan lotion very slowly, right in front of me. Obviously she thought she was tempting me but the thought of her being this close was actually making me nauseous.
Hooking up with her again was the last thing I could be tempted to do. I would've chosen to have a colonoscopy, a ten hour lecture, an audit by the IRS, and covered in a vat of snakes rather than hook up with her again. That might sound dramatic, but it was the truth.
"Yeah, Kenzie is back with Brad again, but Brad's hooking up with Cassie behind her back. Can you believe that?" she was telling me.
I needed a distraction, so I got out my phone and texted Brenley.
'Hey! Me and my friends are hanging out by the pool having some drinks. Why don't you get on a swimsuit and join us?'
It took a couple minutes to get a response, but she finally texted back, 'OK. I'll be out there in a few.'
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