The Cabo Diaries Christina Carter < SIMPLE – 2024 >

Christina looked at her friend over the rim of her sunglasses. "Some weights are necessary. They keep us grounded."

We ate at that cliffside place where the waiters know your name if your Amex is black enough. I ordered the catch of the day. He ordered another bottle. By the second course, I’d told him about the restraining order (not my fault), the book deal I walked away from (too honest), and the fact that I haven’t called my mother in eight months (she voted for the wrong person in the divorce). the cabo diaries christina carter

"Christina?"

Tall. Graying at the temples. A linen shirt unbuttoned exactly two buttons past appropriate. He didn’t introduce himself—just slid into the chaise next to mine and said, “You look like someone who’s already survived the worst part of the story.” Christina looked at her friend over the rim