Impossible Love: An Unforeseen Destiny Novel Book One Read Online Free PDF Page B

this particular one to mess with my job.
    I adjust my stance and strategically place the clipboard to conceal a certain body part. I clear my throat and continue with the instructions. It’s probably best I don’t look at her, at least until I feel confident no one will drown.
    “Okay, any more questions?” I ask, carefully assessing everyone’s response. Everyone except Kayla. No way am I looking at her. The transport van pulls into the driveway, and I take a deep breath and slowly exhale. The quicker this tour is over, the better. “Okay, if there aren’t any more questions, then follow me, and we’ll head to the river.”
    I grip the clipboard tighter and lead the group to the van. Pulling the side door open, I nod at the driver, Paul.
    “Right on schedule,” I say to Paul as everyone piles inside. I’m glad he’s here. He’ll make a good distraction and keep me focused on the task at hand.
    “The rains last night may make for an interesting day,” he says, trying to hide his grin.
    “Yeah, I know. The trail was just starting to dry, too.”
    There’s a short stretch of the trail that turns to thick mud if it rains too much. Yesterday wasn’t too bad, and people enjoyed trudging through the muck. Today may turn interesting, depending on how deep people sink.
    Kayla slides to the middle seat, and the last person enters behind her. Bob, the older gentleman, takes his sweet time settling beside her. He eyes her legs the entire time. Then he has the audacity to breathe deeply and shudder. Fucking pervert. He’s here with his wife. How about paying attention to her, not someone half your age ? My jaw clenches as I slam the door shut. With too much force, I swing the passenger door open and ignore Paul’s surprised look. He doesn’t say anything as I climb into the passenger seat and take a few calming breaths. I need to relax before asking the basic get-to-know-everyone questions. This tour is supposed to be fun-filled. I don’t want to ruin everyone’s day with my‌…‌my anger? Jeez, calm down. There’s no need for me to be this upset.
    “Is this everyone’s first time to the island?” I ask after finally coming to my senses.
    Paul throws the van into reverse as the honeymoon couple, occupying the last row of seats, answers first. The adventure-seekers pipe up, mumbling about their third trip to the island when Paul shifts the gear to drive. We proceed forward when the elderly couple’s wife says this trip is their second time visiting.
    I shift in my seat and notice Kayla’s mom staring out the window, lost in thought. Her stare is almost haunting, and I briefly wonder what demons she possesses. Twisting a bit more, I make direct eye contact with Kayla. Her mother forgotten, I fall silent and wait for her answer.
    She hesitates slightly while holding my gaze. “This is my first time to the island.”
    She doesn’t add any information, and my usual follow-up questions get swallowed by her stare, No one else in the van exists while her eyes hold me captive.
    “How long are you here?” The question flies out of my mouth before I can stop it. I sense Paul’s questionable look, but I shrug off his concern. I need to know how long she’s staying. Why I don’t know, but I’m curious as hell.
    “Three weeks,” she mumbles, a tinge of pink flooding her cheeks.
    Three weeks. Three very short weeks, then she’ll be gone‌—‌Kauai, a diminishing memory in the back of her mind. My stomach rolls. I’m not sure why her leaving bothers me so much, but the fact reinforces that I need to get my head together.
    “I hope you enjoy your stay. Kauai can be‌…‌magical.”
    I face forward and catch sight of Paul’s sideways glance. His eyebrows squish together, and he looks at me as if I’ve lost my mind. Fuck! Magical? Why the hell did I say that? I think Kamp’s cheesiness is contagious. I remain tight-lipped the rest of the drive to the launch site.
    “Remember to paddle along the north