She was a woman in shock at the beach, letting her take my hand over her bikini top. I do n't know how she felt, and I had no intention of falling in love with her. She seemed to be the only woman in the world, so she did n't have a choice but to talk to him. As soon as the sun came up, he slipped his arm out from under my hair and pulled her into his arms. For a brief moment, Marina felt like an idiot. She was also the most beautiful girl in Whiskey Creek, as if she were naked on the shore.
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