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and　faded　gray　T…shirt；　Nate　was　the　only

person　on　the　entire　roof　deck　not　wearing　white。

？Hey。？　He　smiled　widely　as　he　reached　her　deck　chair；　his　golden　brown　hair　falling　into　his　eyes。

A　shiver　of　nervous　goose　bumps　spread　over　her　skin。　He　sank　down　into　the　chair　beside

her。　？You　look　。　。　。　fortable。？　？Cheerio；　old　chap；？　Serena　responded　in　a　playful；　mock…British

accent；　and　held　up　the　black　key　card；　marked　with　only　four　letters？SHPH。　？Soho　House

Penthouse；？　she　explained　with　a　flirtatious　wink。

Nate　reached　for　the　card　to　get　a　closer　look；　but　she　playfully　swatted　his　hand　away。

He　shrugged　and　took　off　his　shirt；　settling　into　the　plush　white　lounge…chair　cushion。　？Your

British　accent　sounds　faker　than　Madonna？s。？　He　picked　up　her　glass　of　lemonade　and　took　a　long

swig；　smacking　his　lips　in　satisfaction　as　he　put　the　half…empty　glass　back　down。

？First　you　insult　my　accent；　and　then　you　drink　my　lemonade？　You？re　in　for　it；　buddy。？　She

stood　and　grabbed　his　arm；　dragging　him　toward　the　pool。　They　tumbled　over　the　edge　and　hit　the

water　with　a　loud　splash；　narrowly　missing　an　Elizabeth　Taylor　look…alike　in　a　white　one…piece

swimsuit　and　matching　head　turban　doing　water　calisthenics　in　the　shallow　end。　Maybe　it

reallywas　Elizabeth　Taylor。

？Excuse　me。？　The　woman　scowled；　moving　away　from　Serena　and　Nate　as　they　stood　in　the

water　dripping　and　panting。

Serena　took　a　deep　breath　and　plunged　underneath　the　surface　of　the　water。　For　as　long　as　she

could　remember；　she？d　loved　being　underwater；　the　whole　world　drowned　out；　only　the　sound　of

gently　rushing　water　in　her　ears。　She　opened　her　eyes；　the　chlorine　stinging　them　sl