Kristen wanted to hit him. How dare he say she didn’t really love Phillip? He didn’t know anything about them or their relationship. He had no right to judge them or say anything about them.
“Well, maybe you just don’t know what love is,” she spat. She paddled harder to get away from him. She didn’t need to cruise around next to him and take his crap.
He let her go off on her own and didn’t fight to keep up, although he easily could have caught up to her. He paddled around aimlessly, bringing up the rear of the group.
Kristen seethed as she paddled, following the others until her arms were so tired she wasn’t sure she’d be able to lift a bottle of wine for her shift that afternoon. She was not going to let Zane know he got to her, though. She could handle it.
What she couldn’t handle w
