Tracy shrugged. “Dunno, don’t care.”
“He is your brother. You might have half a care.”
“Nope.” Tracy took a swig from the bottle and passed it to Jenna. Then she fixed her sunglasses on her nose and lay back in the boat.
Jenna capped the bottle after her swig and set herself up beside Tracy. She untied the straps of her bikini to avoid lines. “Well, I care.”
“Of course you do. You want to fuck him.”
“I do not!” Jenna sat up again.
“Oh, relax. I’m not going to tell him or anything.” Tracy didn’t move and her voice sounded more dreamy and dozy by the second. “He wants you too. I don’t know how you haven’t hooked up yet.”
Jenna couldn’t quite lie down again. “Really? Why the hell didn’t you tell me?”
“I have my reasons,” Tracy said. “They’re personal.”
“Fuck personal. Who do you tell if not me?”
“Fuck you, Tracy. I know you’re over the moon with Lisa. You don’t have to-“
“I want you, too. But Phil’s the one staring at your tits right now, not me.”
Jenna’s head whirled, her bikini hanging off.
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