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all, you started it.” And just like that, with one tiny push, she sent him under water.

Chapter Three
    Cordelia sat across from two of Joe’s friends and watched as one of their dates for the evening twisted the top off a bottled beer in a suggestive manner.  
    She’d bet anything the girl knew Irene.
    Usually she’d feel clunky or out of place or ridiculous sitting across from someone who could easily play the part a living Barbie. But not tonight.  
    Tonight she felt sexy, funny, victorious.
    Ever since she’d played her own little game with Joe, she’d been hailed as a champion.
    His friends had actually clapped when she jumped out of the pool after dunking him. And they’d given Joe a hard time ever since.
    He didn’t seem a bit disturbed, but the fire in his eyes when he looked at her promised all kinds of revenge.
    Whew! She got shivers just thinking about it.
    She tore her eyes away from him as he punched a ball over a net they’d strung across the pool. If she weren’t careful she was going to make a fool out of herself by slobbering over the man.
    Trying to take her mind off Joe’s plans for later, the promises she’d be expected to keep, she looked over at his friend Keith. “So you coach football?”
    He nodded. “Workouts start soon. A couple more weeks and my days of relaxing come to an end.”
    She knew from home how hard the coaches worked.  
    “It’s hard to believe you have to work during the summer.”
    He shrugged. “It’s just a part of the job. Your sister told us you teach English.”
    Beside her another friend chimed in. “If my English teacher had looked like you, I might’ve made it to more classes.”
    Cordelia couldn’t wipe the smile off her face as Keith laughed at the comment. Here she was sitting in the midst of two fabulous looking males with a practically perfect woman sitting across from them, and both were talking to her! Seeing her. Admiring her.
    It was one of the most liberating feelings in the world.
    For the first time in her oh so very good life, Cordelia Lewis was playing the part of flirt. And she was loving every minute of it.  

    Joe used his beach towel to dry off while he watched Cordelia laugh at something Keith said.
    The party had wound to an end and finally everyone was leaving.
    Everyone but Cordelia.  
    He bent down and picked up the last of the trash as he watched her saying goodbye. Even her laugh sounded clean. She was the opposite of the blonde on his friend’s arm. The disgruntled blonde judging by the look on her cosmetically enhanced face.
    At least Cordelia looked like the opposite.
    But then again, she didn’t. The blonde went out of her way to look sexy. Cordelia was the embodiment of the word.  
    She understood the meaning of some things are better left to the imagination. Her red silk dress had flirted with his senses. Made him wonder what she was hiding. Or not hiding.
    The white bikini did the same. And as sexy as she looked now, that sarong with its teasing slit just about undid him.
    But it wasn’t only Cordelia’s clothes.
    Her voice ebbed and flowed like a gentle surf. Its rhythm left him tied in knots. Knots he was planning on loosening tonight.
    Her hair teased her shoulders and made his fingers ache with the desire to do the same.
    Only teasing her shoulders would never be enough.
    He wanted to tease every inch of her skin. From her full lips to her painted toes to her very center. He wanted to feel the essence of her. The very core of who she was.
    What he wanted scared the holy hell out of him.
    He was all for a good time with a goodtime girl. But when he looked at Cordelia, he saw a hell of a lot more than a goodtime girl. And that, he didn’t want.  
    Of course, he was, as his mother always complained, borrowing trouble. Because Cordelia was a goodtime girl. She walked the walk, talked the talk, kissed the kiss. And she was going home in six days.
    She’d made it perfectly clear what she wanted. One hot summer