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underestimate of my skill set.” I inch backward on the concrete lip of the pool.
    “Tell me more about your skill set. I’d love to take a closer look,” Kevin purrs, and I unsuccessfully hide a shudder. He is something else.
    “One iced tea for Ms. Harper.” The voice interrupting Kevin’s overture sounds incredibly familiar. Shielding my eyes from the sun with one hand, I glance upward and do a double take. Oscar Alexander looms over me wearing a white V-neck shirt that hugs all the right places. This man sure knows how to wear a t-shirt well. He crouches down, and I see he’s holding my beverage. His lips curl upward displaying a row of white teeth as he grins at me as if we’re old friends. My breath catches in my throat. Man, oh man, he is handsome, like a movie star.
    “Thanks, bro. We’re in the middle of something here.” Kevin’s words sever the moment, and I glance back to where he glowers at Oscar.
    “Was I interrupting you?” Oscar directs the question to me. Dumbly, my head shakes back and forth.
    “No.”
    “The lady has spoken. See you later, bro ,” Oscar emphasizes the word with a sardonic twist of his lips.
    Maybe Kevin says something, maybe he doesn’t, but I don’t hear a word because I’m staring at Oscar’s lips. Lips! What is with me? Blushing furiously, I glance back at the water.
    “Your drink,” Oscar says casually. The ice clinks together when he sets the plastic cup down in the space between us. Oscar mirrors me, slipping his legs into the pool and bracing his hands behind his back.
    “Thank you,” I murmur.
    “In over your head a little there, huh, Aurora?”
    A wrinkle forms between my eyebrows. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
    “There’s something inherently Aurora about you, Iris.”
    Something in his tone doesn’t sound complimentary. “As in Sleeping Beauty ?” One of my eyebrows rises on its own. “I'm not following.” More importantly, why don’t I feel the crippling shyness around Oscar that I do with other men?
    “Of the Brothers Grimm variety, they called her Briar Rose. Golden and sweet. Those big doe eyes don’t hide a thing. Every emotion is plain as day. It’s quite refreshing, actually.”
    “That sounds like a compliment wrapped in an insult.”
    Oscar chuckles, a deep sound vibrating from low in his chest that makes me shiver despite the heat.
    “Glad I could provide you with some afternoon entertainment. Thanks for the drink, but I think I’ll go back to my friends.” I grab the plastic cup and move to stand when Oscar grabs my wrist.
    “Wait.” My body freezes at his touch.
    “Come on, Aurora, I’m having a little fun. Nothing malicious. Sit with me.” My pulse hammers where his thumb and forefinger touch my skin. Unnerved by his closeness, I wiggle out of his grasp.
    With a huff, I settle back onto the concrete. The iced tea trickles down my throat when I take a swallow tangy beverage. When Oscar sits silently without comment, I begin to get antsy.
    “The more I think about it, the more I dislike the name Aurora.”
    “Tough.”
    The nerve! Whipping my head to the side, I stare at him only to find Oscar’s lips lifting into another one of those sexy grins.
    “I respectfully request you don’t use it anymore,” I say stiffly.
    That causes Oscar to full on laugh. “You’re funny.”
    Embarrassment makes me shift awkwardly. No matter what I say, it somehow comes out twisted. “I don’t mean to be.”
    “Relax.” Oscar gently leans into me, and I realize my shoulders are nearly touching my ears. “You looked like you needed saving from the young quarterback.”
    “That’s thoughtful of you,” I say slowly, “but he wasn’t threatening me.”
    “Maybe not, but you looked like a zebra confronted by a lion.”
    Now, I’m full on frowning. He’s blatantly insulting me, and I don’t like it. “I’m not that naïve. I come from a small town, but I can hold my own.”
    “Could have fooled me.”
    Pushing off my