CHAPTER THIRTEEN
“Oh, hell.” Georgia hesitated once she got to the pool and saw Kel gliding underneath the water. She held the towel around her bikini-clad bosom and headed back inside.
“Hey!” Kel shouted. “Going so soon?”
“I’m not in the mood to get into anything so it’s best I go back inside.”
“I’m not looking for a fight.” He swam toward the edge of the pool. “I can be civil if you can be.” He bobbed with water seeping from those masterful pecks.
“Jesus,” she whispered.
“Come on, Georgia.” He did a backstroke. “We’re gonna be living close to each other so let’s put the past behind us.”
“Are you willing to do that?”
“It’s a beautiful night.” He lowered himself until the water came up to his neck. “The last thing I want to do is fight.”
“Fine.” She kicked off her shower shoes and
