Zane looked up every time a door slammed in the parking lot. He was driving himself crazy, and getting a sore neck. He had to get his s**t together.
“You having trouble staying focused?” Danica teased as she rolled the cooler down the dock and lifted it onto the boat.
Zane flipped her off.
He had everything ready on the boat by the time she arrived. She was the last one, and he barely had time to say hello to her before he was pulling away from the dock with a boat full of customers.
Including her. He needed to remind himself that she was a customer also. She was there for work, not for him.
Zane drove out to the middle of the lake at the south end. The wind was blowing hard so it was a great day for parasailing. It would be awesome for the group of men flirting with Kristen instead o
