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to swim. If I want to do it by jumping off a ship, then I damn sure will.” By the time I was finished, I realized how I must look, standing there all covered in sand, with my hair hanging in soggy stands around my face as I scolded him for saving my life. Like an ungrateful disaster.
    “Okay, okay, just…hold up a sec.” Will raised his hands in surrender, giving me the kind of placating look you give an unreasonable toddler. “You’re right—none of my business. And I was the one who got you hurt in the first place.” He took a step closer, until he was standing directly in front of me. “So let me make it up to you.”
    I scowled and attempted to brush away the layers of sand on my arms. I glanced away, determined to look anywhere but at him. “What do you mean, make it up to me ?”
    His finger reached under my chin and tugged my gaze up to his. “If you’re so hell bent on learning how to swim, at least let me teach you properly.”
    My scowl deepened, but before I could open my mouth to argue, he stopped me. “I mean it. I teach at a swim club. Come by tomorrow afternoon, say three o’clock. We’ll start at square one.” He abruptly swept his hand along the sand on my arm, and the gesture sent a shiver along my spine. “Stick with me and you’ll be back in those waves body surfing in no time.”
    I tried to concentrate on his words, but the feel of his hands over my skin was almost too much to bear. “I thought you were a bartender,” I said, still trying to make sense of how I’d gotten to this place, standing on a beach with an almost total stranger who’d just saved my life and was now trying to talk me into letting him give me swim lessons.
    “I’m a lot of things.” He smirked. “A jack of all trades, you could say. Why don’t we start with this, how ’bout you tell me your name?”
    “My name?” I sputtered, realizing just how much of a stranger he really was and wondering how much I wanted to reveal. He knew too much already, I thought, recalling the way his lips had moved over my belly the night before. “How about we start with you telling me why the landlord had you take my keys? Why not Lucas?”
    He smiled, like the answer was crystal clear. “You have a short memory, don’t you? Remember that jack-of-all-trades thing? I do odd jobs for the owner. You know, maintenance, repairs…” He raised his brows. “Key sitting. I told Lucas so you’d know where you could find ’em.”
    Annoyed that Lucas hadn’t done a better job explaining the situation, I tried to tell myself that maybe swim lessons weren’t such a bad idea after all.
    This was exactly what I’d wanted. I’d finally get my chance to learn how to swim, and I could do it without fear of being carried out to sea.
    “Lauren,” I said, making my decision. “And about those lessons…I mean, why not? What do I have to lose, right?”
    He beamed back at me. “Now if that’s not a ringing endorsement, I don’t know what is.”

Chapter 5
    LAUREN
    At exactly two-forty-five, I found myself standing in front of a building with a sign that read Weston Hills Pool Club , and wondering at the sudden attack of butterflies swirling in my stomach.
    After my ocean adventure, the pool should be no big deal. At least I wouldn’t have to spend an hour beneath the shower spray trying to wash sand out of places I didn’t know sand could get.
    But not even my hot shower had been able to salvage my bruised pride.
    I was more worried, though, that if I didn’t figure this swimming thing out, I’d have to reassess my whole reason for coming to California in the first place. I couldn’t remember a time I didn’t want to be a lifeguard, but I was seriously starting to doubt my chances. With my luck, I’d end up being the first lifeguard in history to need a lifejacket.
    After I checked in as “Will’s guest” at the front counter, I was given a key to one of the closet-sized lockers in the club’s fancy locker room. While