ALISON'S POV
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After eating fruit bowls for breakfast , Isaac had packed out a game of snakes in ladders , which he had won in about five times before I decided to quit out of pity towards myself . Call me a sore loser , because that is exatly what I am . " Damn it's hot ." I fan myself with a paper plate and Isaac groans in agreement , tugging his shirt off . " Join me for a swim ?" he asks , tossing the material onto the basket and I raise a questionable eyebrow at him . " I'm good ." I shake my head . " p***y ." he mutters under his breath , which has me staring agape at him . " Excuse me ?" I scoff and he grins , standing up . " Nothing ." he shrugs as he walks to the edge of the deck . " Last chance ." he looks at me with challenging eyes and I roll my eyes at him . I guess he take
