The two piece; it felt like Yvette was exposing more skin than natural, yet for some odd reason it was comfortable. Of course she couldn't see what two-piece Mary had picked out for her, but whatever it was, it was pleasing.
She ran her fingers through her hair; nervously. Why was she so nervous? It wasn't like there was anyone special that Yvette was meeting with. It just had been her, Mary, Liam, and that friend they mentioned. Come to think of it, no one had every told her who Liam's friend was. Possibly a girlfriend of his? If so, why hadn't they just come to the beach by themselves? Why bring along two others? And especially without inviting Callum.
Callum.
This was the first when Yvette never thought about him. Usually he was always at her side, guarding her, protecting her from harm, but right now it felt like she was all alone. Was it possible that coming along to the beach by herself was a bad idea? Mary did promise to keep a close eye on her, but lord knows that it was going to be a big job for a person blind/deaf. She needed her brother's company. She wanted his company part because panic was beginning to creep its way up, another because she was longing for him. Wherever he was, whatever he was doing she just hoped that he was okay because he was her brother, her step-brother; however, she cared for him like he cared for him. The best she could do is wish him the best while she was gone .
'You look hot. That guy Lucas will be drooling. Still trying to figure him out. I know he is a solider or something but that’s it.' Mary signed in the palm of Yvette's hand, shaking her from her thoughts.
There was the name again! Lucas. Mary had mentioned his name at list twice during the trip. Who was he? And most importantly what did this have to do with her? Was he Liam's friend? Of course. He had to be because there hadn't been any other name they mentioned. And Yvette never heard of him before. In fact, just the name made her laugh. Lucas. It was an odd name, common too.
When Mary grabbed Yvette's hand, and pulled her (out the door?) she said out loud knowing that she would be heard, "Who's Lucas? You've mentioned his name at least twice." Her french accent was strong. "Il, comme une célébrité ou quelque chose?" He, like a celebrity or something?