"I thought you said you will be busy and you don't have time to join them at the pool?"
I didn't turn at Kevin's presence but kept searching for my swim shoes. It had perfect grits on the bottom that prevented slipping. The tiles in the pool house were coarse but these were for precaution.
I found the thing near one of my timberlands. "Aren't I allowed to change my mind?"
Kevin chuckled. "Yes, of course. She did invite you."
Amelia didn't have to invite me. This was my house. It was my pool. I did whatever I wanted.
I ignored his taunt and walked out of the closet. He tailed me into the room.
"What are you doing up here, anyway?" I asked, strolling out of the room. "The poolhouse is downstairs."
Kevin flashed me one of those irritating smiles. "I wanted to check on my best friend. I
