Chapter 35

“Thank you.”

Finn grinned. “You’re welcome.”12

Finn panted as he strolled back down the beach. He was soaking wet, having just launched himself in the sea for a rescue. What he rescued was slung unceremoniously over his shoulder. The pink coat dripped down his front, and when he got close enough to Trent, he threw it at him.

Trent yelped and scrambled up from his deck chair. “What the hell?”

“Thought you’d wanna resuscitate the casualty.”

Trent pinched the coat and dropped it to the sand. “Told you it wasn’t a person.”

Finn placed his hands on his hips and panted. “Yeah well, I had to be sure.”

“And you wanted to look like a hero in front of the hot guy.”

Finn frowned. “What hot guy?”

“At your one o’clock.”

Finn whipped around and stared at the man in question. He sat on the sand with his dog curled at his feet. The man looked away as soon as their gazes met.

“Wow, you have no subtlety whatsoever.” Trent muttered.

“You told me to look, and I looked.”