FIFTY-EIGHT
"I don't know about you guys, but I'm going inside for some antifreeze," Paul said, hefting himself out of the hot tub.
Jean was the first to follow him. He'd had his swim and now he deserved a drink as much as the next man. Besides, once Audra had finished filming, she wouldn't hang around outside. Idly, he wondered whether she'd have gone for a swim if the doctor hadn't insisted that anyone with an injury wasn't allowed in the water. A video of her in the water would definitely go viral, he thought as he traded his soaked shorts for warm, dry clothes.
Probably best that she hadn't, then, Jean decided. He didn't want to share her beautiful body with the rest of the world. Especially not tonight. Midwinter was...special, and he wanted it to be a memorable one. That meant on
