Chapter 75 Packing for the Adventure 

Malia's pov

Back in the suite, the living room seemed like a teeny war zone. Suitcases were open on the floor, half-packed clothing spilling out, chargers hanging from outlets like ivy. I knelt by my duffel bag on the carpet, trying to choose between the black bikini and the blue one-piece.

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