Between Heats (Downtown Aquatics Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

“What?”
    “Do you really greet everyone this way or am I special?” a
petulant voice came on.
    “What’s up, Zoe?” Aaron asked. Despite his curt tone, he
actually enjoyed talking to his younger sister. With only eighteen months
between them, they were pretty close.
    “Did you ask them if I could show up at the shoot tomorrow? Say
yes, say yes, say yes.”
    Aaron laughed. “You’re good. They said you could come, if it
was for school.” His sister was an interactive media major. “Just don’t take
photos.”
    “I promise.” She paused. “Are you at the gym? You sound happy. Too happy for the gym. Too happy for ten o’clock.”
    Aaron hesitated. But Zoe had a way of finding things out
eventually so he decided to just come out and tell her. “I guess I met someone. A model at the shoot. Things look… interesting.”
    “What’s her name?” she wanted to know.
    “Look, Zoe, I don’t want you to be stalking Twitter accounts or
seeing if she’s on Tinder,” he told her sternly.
    He could almost see her shrug. “It’s cool. I’m going to be
there tomorrow anyway and I bet I can tell which one she is. After that I’m not
going to be responsible for any of my actions.”
    Little sisters. “Is that the only reason you called?”
    Her tone turned serious. “Dad wants to know when you’ll be done
dicking around. That’s a direct quote.” She paused. “Don’t worry, I’ll tell him
you’re training even now.”
    It was only then that Aaron realized how tightly he had
clenched his jaw. Things hadn’t been the same between his dad and him ever
since he decided to go pro right after college. He thought his dad would be
pleased that he was devoting all of his time to training long course but it
only seemed to drive a wedge between them. “Let him know the shoot ends
tomorrow,” he snapped.
     
     
     

Chapter Seven
    “ Urgh . Do you seriously drink
this?” Madison’s older sister Mackenzie asked, scowling and holding the glass
of juice cleanse at arm’s length.
    She laughed at her sister’s reaction. Even through a video
call, Mac’s doubt was evident. Madison had propped her phone up on its stand by
a dresser, giving her sister a good view of her tiny studio apartment. “You’re
the one who wanted to eat healthier,” she reminded her. “Just do it for the
next couple of days, it’ll be good for you.”
    “But orange, carrot, and kale ?”
    Madison shook her head as she rifled through the laundry on her
bed. How many more nude thongs did she need today? “Look, you can’t call me
just to question my methods. At least not this morning ; I’m heading out. Got that Stroke shoot, remember?”
    “I remember,” Mac said. “ It’s all Mom
can talk about, but Grams thinks posing in a swimsuit is just one step away
from doing adult videos. I swear, I think she Googles you and dreads the day she’ll find your name in one.”
    She shuddered at the thought of her grandmother looking at porn
sites. “Tell her I have better sense than that,” she retorted. Things weren’t
so bad here that she’d do those in the first place… well, not yet , anyway. But there was an uneasy
knot in her stomach, one that she chose to blame on her own juice cleanse.
    Mac smiled, not seeming to notice anything unusual. “So how was
Aaron Harding? Is he as cute in real life as he is on TV?”
    “Mac, I need to go ...”
    “What, not even a little update?”
    Madison sighed. “He’s not exactly my most favorite topic at the
moment.”
    Her sister looked disappointed. “Why not? He’s not a douche, is
he?”
    Suddenly, Madison’s phone rang. She hastily ended the video
call with her sister and sent out a silent apology for not saying goodbye . But one look at the name and she knew she had to
take this call. “Hi, Sandra,” she greeted. Sandra also worked as a barista at
Common Grounds, and was supposed to be filling in for her shift later.
“Anything wrong?”
    “Plenty,” the older woman snapped.