Alissa marched through the sand though she wanted to stroll. Her calf muscles screamed at her to slow down already, but she kept up the pace. Shawn huffed and puffed beside her, and he had pulled a gray T-shirt over his head, thank goodness. She couldn’t be near him with all that golden skin showing. All those muscles.
She almost shivered though the temperature and humidity today were enough to melt steel. Or so it seemed.
A blast of air-conditioned air hit her as she went through the front door. She’d just spent an hour on the beach with the dogs as they splashed in the surf. They went straight for their water bowls and made a ruckus as they started slurping.
Behind her, Shawn sighed in relief and closed the door behind him. “Was this your grandparents’ place?”
“Yes,” she said curtly
