Chapter Twenty
I was up early the next morning waxing all the surfboards. Sometimes I made the clients do it, but since this group was paying so much, I went ahead and made it a little easier. Then we could get out on the water faster. Surfing was just what I needed.
Ginny met us on the beach shortly after the group got there. She gave me a tight-lipped smile that killed me. I hated fighting with her. Even worse was knowing the fight was all my fault.
I needed to find time to talk to her before the day was over. She’d forgive me for being an a*s like she always did, but I owed her more than a lame apology and a promise I wouldn’t do it again. We both would know that was a lie. I had a tendency to be an a*s.
We divided the group up the same way as the first lesson, but I took the guys a
