The sense of being on vacation had yet to take hold, filling Tait with an odd sense of restlessness. He found himself on the grounds, a book open in one hand as he watched the people pass by, and trying to envision all the things that had brought them to the elegant resort tucked away from the rest of the world. He was pretty sure he spotted a few celebrities but he was bad with names so couldn’t have told you wish ones. He was so engrossed in trying to figure out if the redhead in the distance was from a show that he and his lover had binged over the Easter long weekend that he nearly jumped when someone settled down next to him. “Hey ... do you know if that redhead is from that mini-series?” He asked curiously, unaware in that moment how utterly unhelpful his description happened to be.
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