𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑，𝗃𝗃 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗄

𝗍𝗐𝗈

𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 a morning person. I didn't understand how people could wake up at around eight o'clock in the morning and not be tired. I was more of a sleep-in until three in the afternoon type of person. But the sun that seeped through the windows each day didn't allow me to do that.

I stayed at John B's last night. Riley had texted me before the hurricane to let me know that she'd be staying with her friends that night. I didn't like the thought of being alone, so I just decided to stay at the Chateau.

"Yo, JJ, Hales, you been outside?" The tanned brunette interrupted my thoughts, walking past me and JJ who was cuddled up on the pull-out.

JJ replied with his face stuffed into a pillow, "I have a polio, bro. I can't walk."

I giggled at his response before following the Routledge boy outside to look at the damage Agatha had done. I rubbed my eyes, tiredly.

"Oh lord."

JB yawned, "Oh man! That's not good."

There had been a lot of fallen down trees and some twigs in the boat. The boy followed me over there, still grumbling about the damage.

"Gonna help?" He questioned, picking stuff out from the HMS as I stood beside it, doing nothing.

"Nah, I'm happy admiring the view." I joked, eyeing up his naked torso.

To my surprise, JJ wrapped his arms around me from behind, hiding his face in the crook of my neck. "Remember who you belong to." He said, trailing kisses down to my shoulder.

JJ asked, "What are you thinking?" The question was aimed at John B who had gone quiet.

He climbed into the boat. "I'm thinking that storm surge pushed all the crabs out the marsh maze. All that drum are gonna chase the crab."

My mind went back to John B's home life issues. Since his father disappeared and his uncle wasn't in the state, he had DCS up his ass.

JJ must have been thinking the same as me when he said, "What about the DCS? Wasn't that today?"

This sent me into panic mode. I couldn't lose John B. He was my brother. "What?"

John B smiled at me. "Don't worry Hales, they're not getting on a ferry. Come on think about it, it's God telling us to fish."

"Give me five minutes, I gotta change," I told the boys before rushing back into the house. I brushed my teeth and changed into a red bikini with jean shorts before heading out on the boat.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎 were out on the boat to pick up Pope and Kie. John B was driving, of course, whereas I was lying at the front of the boat with my head in JJ's lap.

The two boys were having conversations with people whose dock we had passed but I chose to stay quiet. Like I said, not a morning person.

Eventually, we pulled up to Pope's dock. "We have a safety meeting. Attendance mandatory." John B spoke, covering his mouth with his hands like he was speaking over a microphone.