She smiled to herself. Unlike Julia who lived life in the moment, full of energy and gregarious, Kimber was more restrained. She was more mature. It h...d to be the experience of modeling.Her mom was protective and went to every shoot or fashion show no matter where it was; here in Toronto, or New York, and even Paris. Kimber complained that she was being smothered, which is why she liked spending time at the pool at Addison’s house.It was obvious Kimber liked modeling, and she was so perfect for. It was that kind of a friendship, too. Even though my family rolls their eyes at Melissa's wild streak, I love her. She is as loyal as can be and shares everything she is feeling or thinking with me. And she never tells anyone. So it's like our own little world for a couple hours when we have a sleepover. Sleepovers are way cool!She had been going steady with Kyle for a few months. Melissa was way ahead of me on the dating scene, too. I frequently had to pretend I understood to keep from. Instead of just popping it off and showing theguys all they wanted, and had been secretly hoping tosee, she slipped off the top, gave a quick peek to all,put on the life vest and prepared to jump in the waterfor a ride in the tube. Her breasts squeezing out the sides of the vest werethe last thing we saw as she dove over the side, andgave all of us something to look forward to when shefinally would get back in the boat. That sight was allanybody on board, in our already overheated state,needed. ‘Yeah, and I will be eternally grateful if you can drive me home, Paulie,’ Lily called from the other side of the room. ‘Always Paulie,’ he grumbled, but he had an amused glint in his eyes. Ben turned to Elle who had just finished stacking the chairs back on the table. This is now or never, he thought. ‘Elle, can I drive you home? I want to talk to you.’ He watched as Elle’s eyes widened in surprise. This was the first time he had offered to drive her. ‘Oh. Sure.’ He nodded, forcing himself.