What Broke Us

Chapter 10

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"Are you ready?" Garrett asked as he leaned in to kiss me. It was a soft kiss, our lips pressed against each other's. "As much as I like this," I interrupted, "we should get going if we want to get to the beach on time."

"It's nice, having a girl like you."

"So are we what, together?"

"I mean we've been out on how many dates now? Can't even keep count, but you've been noticed by the paparazzi. They're calling you the 'masked mystery.'" It's been about two weeks since our first date at the movies. Technically our second if you're counting Disneyland.

"Ok, wearing sunglasses is not a mask, so it's okay to call you my boyfriend?"

"You can call me anything you want, love."

"Ok Tanner."

"Haha you're cute."

"It's the dimples."

He laughs.

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"I feel bad we didn't take Charlotte with us."

Garrett shrugs, "Majority of our 'dates' were basically playdates. I think we deserve some time to ourselves."

"Yeah, you're right." Charlotte was my baby,well my baby sister, but I was always with her. I was kind of guilty of bringing Charlotte wherever we went (well most the times.) I decided to hire a baby sitter, but I haven't found one yet. So it's either one of Garrett's friends or mine. I actually had to ask Isaac one time, but he seemed happy to do it. And Charlotte told me she liked Isaac, so I guess he doesn't treat kids like he treats (some) of his employees. I take out the blanket and spread it over the hot sand. Placing the cooler on top, I pull out a Corona. "You brought beer?" I laughed, "you know I'm only 20."

"You've never had beer?"

"Never said that, I'm just pointing that out."

"Party poopers like you don't need to drink it then!" He snatches it from my hand, opening it. "Mmmmmm." He says taking a sip. "I'm not a party pooper."

"What was that? I can't hear your whining." He says, setting the beer on the little picnic table. I smirk, pft who is this guy, I can be fun. He puts his sunglasses on and lays on the blanket. I set myself beside him and face him. "What are you looking at?" He asked.

"You."

And like that, I cupped his face and kissed him.