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I’ve got one lap swimmer and two people in the other half of the pool.
Katie and I switch on and off every little bit. The same routine as always. Make sure our eyes are fresh.
I keep catching myself in a daze. Not even thinking anything in particular.
Well, maybe that’s a lie.
It’s no secret the elephant in the pool is Cutter Buckley and his damn SUV.
I’m sure he can make the necessary arrangements to come get it. He’s got the contacts, money and all that. Whoever drove him to wherever he’s staying can drive him right back here to get the SUV.
I can even leave his fancy key fob thing with Dorothy. Let her flirt with him for a little while and massage his ego.
“Hey, it’s my turn,” Katie says.
I blink a couple times, stand up and climb down from the lifeguard seat.
I walk right to the office and check my phone.
No texts or calls that have to do with Saxon.
I sit down and reach for a bottle of water.
I keep looking at my phone.
Just send a quick text. Short. Casual. Right to the point.
Cutter’s little note floats through my mind. Telling me to pay him back. That he’s not trying to get into my pants.
How cocky can he be? Right?
What, the famous, rich baseball player can’t afford a car battery for a woman in need?
Piper… you can’t take favors like that. He didn’t have to help at all. You don’t need or want his money. Or his generosity. Because, yes, it will lead to him wanting to get into your pants. (Or your bathing suit…)
I roll my eyes. But it makes sense.
I’ll make arrangements with Cutter to come get his SUV and then when I get home from work, I’ll write him a check to pay him back for the battery.
Then that’s the end of this situation.
At least I hope so.
I can’t imagine him staying here for very long. Then again, I have no idea why he’s in town at all. He’s a famous baseball player. They have their own training faculties. They have the best doctors and physical therapists and all that too.
Something about Cutter Buckley is just… off.
His name pops up on my phone screen as I say his name in my head.
HEY. IT’S ME. NEED YOU ASAP.
I study the message.
“What does that…”
Another message pops up.
EMERGENCY! PLEASE HURRY! NEED YOU!
