Chapter 45: Ice Cream Aftermath
Chapter 43
A few hours had passed since my little ice cream adventure. The sun had started to dip lower in the sky, casting a warm golden hue across the beach. I made my way back toward the group, still smiling to myself.
As I approached, I saw Uncle Charlie leaning casually on a beach chair, sunglasses on, drink in hand.
"Hey buddy," he called out with a smirk, "you've got lipstick all over your face."
I shook my head and said, "That doesn't work on me."
Then I smirked. "Besides, she was using strawberry-flavored gloss."
Everyone burst out laughing.
Rachel pointed at me, grinning. "You're like a mix of Charlie and Joey... but with way more intelligence."
"Hey!" Joey said, clearly offended, crossing his arms.
Charlie raised his drink. "I'll take that as a compliment."
Rachel turned to me again and smiled warmly. "Seriously though, Jake, I didn't say it earlier—but you've got style. I like the way you wear your clothes. Effortless but sharp."
I blinked, caught off guard for a second, then smiled. "Thank you. Oh yeah, you said you work for Ralph Lauren."
