Tequila And Tingles: Turtle Pine, Book 2 Read Online Free Page B

had settled in under the man’s dark eyes, and the flap of his hand signaled he was about at his wit’s end with the chemicals. “I read up on pH, alkaninny something and hardness until my head was about ready to explode.”
    Jason chuckled and pulled out a basket filled with samples for testing. “I’ll take a look at this after class ends and start getting it fixed back up. It’ll take a couple of days, so I hope you don’t think it’ll be right in the morning.” He picked through the few things and flicked dust off testing strips. If he was going to fix the water, he needed new and updated supplies, but Brandon didn’t look like he was prepared for much more. “And I may have to flush some water from the pool and add fresh to straighten it.”
    Brandon pulled his clipboard back to his chest. “That’s fine. I’m just glad I don’t have to deal with it anymore. I’ve inhaled enough of the stuff to burn all the hairs out of my nose.” He pulled a set of keys from his pocket. A corded green wrist strap served as the chain. “Keys for you. The one with the white end is for the pool. It fits all the doors leading to the pool from the outside and the ones coming from inside TPC. The other fits all the doors. It’s a skeleton, so don’t lend it out to anybody.”
    Meaning it was okay to lend out the key leading to the pool? Definitely not on his watch. He wasn’t about to be responsible for some dumb kid getting in here in the middle of the night and drowning. “Got it. I appreciate it.”
    “Hey, I appreciate you taking the job. I know everyone’s real excited to have an Olympic medalist working here—and now teaching their kids to swim. It’ll be great for us.”
    Even after all the years, slight heat landed in Jason’s cheeks. “Happy to be here.”
    He retraced his steps through the narrow halls and found himself back to the pool, where there was more chlorine swimming in the air than there were people in the water. Adults who hadn’t been there before were now gathered on a small row of bleachers. A row of seven kids sat along the pool edge with their feet in and kicking as much water out as they could manage. Three more were on the steps, sitting in the water. They giggled. And laughed. And poked each other’s life jackets.
    A happiness he hadn’t felt in a long time as he walked into work filled him. One he hadn’t expected. He found himself standing there, taking a moment to watch their big grins. A smile pulled on his mouth.
    He checked the clipboard and found there were ten students in this class. Names were listed on the board, but they didn’t come with pictures, so it wasn’t like that was going to get him anywhere. He tossed the clipboard aside and stopped in front of the parents, only to have his breath taken away from him.
    There in the back, in dark sunglasses and with hair as wild as he remembered it in a knot on the top of her head, was his Beth. Immediately, visions of her swaying in sexy heels in front of him landed in the forefront of his mind. The feeling of her sliding her hands up his arms in the elevator. Her lips on his neck. Breath like tequila and limes before she closed her mouth over his and swept in her tongue, filling him with a salty tang. Heat spun through him and he cleared his throat. She turned her head away, cutting through his thoughts. Right. He had a job to do here, and he was trying not to make a scene and have a lot of talk stirred up about him. Plus, swim trunks weren’t the best for concealing what she was doing to him.
    He took a deep breath and knew it wasn’t an option to try ignoring her. He just had to survive her. “Hi, everybody. I’m Jason, and I’ll be teaching your kids swim lessons for the next six weeks.”
    The hand of a young girl in the front went up in an instant. He braced himself for whatever the girl might have to say. Teaching kids? He’d thought through that. Teaching kids who had older sisters who were just as aggressive as