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as he headed towards the back of the boat. The craft suddenly shifted as Saul hauled himself up over the back deck of the boat and Tyson dived into the water. While he got situated, switching the wakeboard for the slalom ski, Freddie leaned over to Jasmine. “He’s into you, you know.”
    “He’s what?” Jasmine asked, surprised. “Nah, I think you’re mistaken. We’ve known each other since he was barely out of kindergarten. I’m like a big sister to him.” Except for that time we made out, Jasmine finished in her head. But that was due to alcohol and his teenage hormones. Wasn’t it?
    Freddie laughed. “Ha, no. Trust me, you are the furthest thing from a big sister to him.” At that moment, Ty indicated he was ready to go, with a shrill whistle and a thumbs-up, so Freddie fired up the engine, rendering the private conversation over.
    As Jasmine watched Ty, she mulled over Freddie’s sudden revelation. He had to be wrong. Tyson was a young, gorgeous specimen, newly minted with a college diploma and ready to take on the world. He could have his pick of any girl his age. And she…well, she already had one failed marriage in which she couldn’t manage to hold her husband’s attention. She was about ten pounds heavier than she wanted to be, and in three months she was turning thirty which, to a twenty-two year old, was practically over-the-hill. No, Freddie had to have pegged that one wrong.
    After an impressive display of slalom skiing during his few laps around the lake, Ty let go of the tow line and allowed himself to ease to a stop, falling gracefully into the water. Freddie pulled around to retrieve him and when Ty hoisted himself on to the boat, he asked, “Do you want a turn, Jasmine? You used to wakeboard all the time back when you’d come hang out here with Laurel.”
    Jasmine shook her head. “No, thanks. I’ve sobered up some, but I don’t think I’m up for that.”
    Ty pursed his lips. “What about the biscuit? We can tie it onto the tow line.”
    “Ehh…”
    “Come on, the water feels great. I’ll go with you.”
    The suggestion gave Jasmine pause. “Oh, I don’t know…” she hedged.
    “Come on, take a ride with me. Fred will drive, so there’s no crazy stuff, right, Fred?”
    Winking conspiringly at Jasmine, Freddie nodded. “Absolutely. Just a fun little ride around the lake. You should do it,” he added with a sly smile.
    Annoyed, Jasmine decided then that she would do it, if nothing else but to prove Freddie wrong at his theory. “Okay, fine, I’ll go on the biscuit with you, Ty.”
    “Excellent.” He grinned.
    Jasmine didn’t miss the knowing look that Freddie and Saul exchanged, and it succeeded in worrying her some. She was committed now. Once Ty tossed the tethered inflated raft out to the water, she jumped in, gasping at the briskness of the water. The day was uncharacteristically warm, so the water did feel pretty good once she’d adjusted to the temperature.
    Ty dived in and got positioned on the raft, then helped her get situated, showing her which grips were hers to hold for the ride. They were seated snugly side-by-side, with Ty’s arm around her to hang on to the grip behind her. “Ready for this?” he asked, his eyes alight with excitement.
    “As ready as I’m gonna get,” she replied, trying to ignore the butterflies exploding within her stomach at their close proximity.
    Ty raised a hand to give his friends the thumbs-up before putting his hand back down to the grip again. Freddie fired up the boat and they were off. Jasmine held the grips tightly as the biscuit slid over the wake, catching air every now and then which would make the biscuit land with a thud. Somehow, she ended up positioned even tighter into Ty’s side.
    Suddenly, Freddie veered too sharply in one direction, causing them both to topple off the biscuit into the water. Jasmine sputtered and coughed from all the water that went up her nose and in her mouth. She felt strong arms circle