CHAPTER THREE
Georgia strolled around the fabulous grounds and ended up at the elaborate pool, surrounded by small, individual tables and chairs.
She grabbed one of the aluminum chairs with the green fabric sling and sat at the little, round glass table, staring as the water drifted back and forth in the wide, circular pool.
“Shit.” She rubbed her forehead. “I don’t think I can do this.”
“You don’t think you can do what?” a sexy, male voice came from her right.
Georgia jerked up when she saw the striking, white man with the smooth, tanned skin.
“Jesus.” She jumped from the table, entranced.
No way could it be! Kel Youngblood could not be standing in front of her tonight...at this moment.
He scratched through his curly, brown hair. “Wow.” He sauntered up to her shirtless, in shorts
