The Beach House by Beth Reekles

The Beach House by Beth Reekles

Author:Beth Reekles
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2019-05-27T16:00:00+00:00


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I tidied up a few of my things, like dirty laundry and tossed-aside sandals, as Rachel was unpacking the rest of her stuff on the other side of the bedroom. She was telling me how excited she was about the next few days, and about spending some quality time with Lee and his family.

“I wouldn’t bank on quality time with Lee,” I warned her with a laugh. “That’s pretty hard to come by here, with everyone around.”

“Guessing you’re speaking from experience, there.”

“Yup. I don’t think Noah and I have had more than, like, five minutes alone yet.”

A knock on the bathroom door cut our conversation short.

“You ladies decent?” Lee’s hushed voice was muffled by the door; it was kind of hard to hear him. I rolled to the other side of my bed and leaned over to open the door.

“Now you’re all polite because your girlfriend’s here.”

Lee just grinned. “But you know you don’t really count as a girl, Shelly.”

I raised an eyebrow. “What’s up? Did you leave something in here, or are you just missing our room so much already?”

“Our room?” Rachel echoed. We both looked over to see her blinking at us, confusion all over her face. “Did you guys…I thought you and Noah shared this room?”

Lee laughed, reaching over to ruffle my hair. “As if. Nah, me and Elle have always shared. Noah got his own room, since he’s the oldest.”

“Oh. Oh, right. Sure.”

Rachel’s usually bright smile seemed stiff, and she quickly turned back to plugging in her phone charger. I shot Lee a look. Hadn’t he mentioned, when he told her about the beach house, that we shared a room?

Not that it had ever mattered to us, but…Well, I could see how someone like his girlfriend might find it weird.

“I’m so glad to have a different roommate for once,” I told Rachel, trying to lighten the mood. “Someone who’s, like, actually tidy. And doesn’t snore.”

“Speak for yourself,” Lee told me. “Anyway. I didn’t come here to be insulted.” He lowered his voice to a whisper. “I came because we’re switching rooms.”

“Huh?” Rachel and I shared a look of confusion.

Lee rolled his eyes at me. “Just get in there”—he jerked a thumb over his shoulder—“for, like, an hour or something. I want to spend some alone time with my girlfriend, if you don’t mind.”

I grinned, biting back a laugh. “A connecting bathroom between you guys and us girls isn’t exactly the best way for your parents to keep us separated, I guess.”

“What they don’t know won’t hurt them. We’ll switch back in a bit. Now shoo.” Well, I didn’t need to be told twice. Lee called quietly after me just before I disappeared into the bathroom, “No hanky-panky, Shelly! These walls are thin.”

I snorted, and Rachel questioned, “Hanky-panky, Lee? Seriously?”

I paused before I went into Noah’s room, remembering I was in my pajamas. I didn’t care so much that I had no makeup on; the past few days I hadn’t bothered wearing any, since we’d been down at the beach.



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