FORTY-SIX
Thank f**k it was high tide and not low, was all Jason had time to think before he hit the water. Remembering his high school surf lifesaving classes, he dragged Xan to the surface so she could breathe, and headed for shore.
"Let go of me, you b****y fool. Have you forgotten I can swim better than you?" Xan snapped, tearing out of his grasp. Jason wasn't sure if the kick she delivered to his thigh was accidental or deliberate.
"But the deadly jellyfish..." Jason began.
"They prefer calm water, like the lagoon. Not rough waves with the tide coming in. Believe me, I checked. I don't want to meet another one." Xan paused. "But sharks feed at night, and I don't have my shark shield on. I swear that tiger shark's still hanging around, looking for a way back into the lagoon. Race
