“Jason, right?” Ashton asked as he lowered himself beside Angel, sticking his feet in the cool water.
Jason treaded water in front of them. His hair was short… dirty blond, cut almost like a Marine and he had about the same build a young military man would have. “So this is the man who talked the Ice Queen into dating.”
“Ice Queen?” Ashton repeated almost liking the sound of it.
“I was not an Ice Queen and I’ve warned you about using that nickname.” Angel kicked water in Jason’s face then squealed when he grabbed her foot and threatened to pull her in.
“I used to feel sorry for all the guys that asked you out… begging for you to be their girlfriend.” Jason batted his eyelashes at her. “You always said the same thing… no,” he teased. “I guess finally getting you away from your brother a
