Tracey grinned at him from her place on the couch. As it was entirely too pathetic to admit that she'd never actually been away on holiday, she drawled, "that reminds me. I need to go swimsuit shopping."
Her smile froze entirely on her face and her eyes widened in surprise. Girlfriend? "I'm not..." she bit off her startled words almost as soon as they'd formed. She was no one's girlfriend. That term implied some kind of longevity of the type she had no right to expect.