Page 12 of A Lady's Heart
Chapter Three
Justin had glanced at her sheet of paper, but honestly, he’d been more than a little distracted by the items he discovered toward the bottom of the page.
The first one that caught his eye and made him do a double take wasgive a blow job, and after that…
After that…
Good grief, was itreallyreasonable to expect him to remember anything that had come before or after that point on the page?
Which was why he wasn’t sure what he was in for at the moment, other than she’d told him to bring a swimsuit and meet her at the Canada Games Centre.
He was smart enough to put two and two together and figure they were going in the pool, but when he strode onto the deck and discovered pumping music and a gaggle of women of all ages, it was only memory of the dirty things on the list that kept his feet moving forward.
Mandy reached to take his towel. “Right on time.”
He took an up-and-down glance, appreciating how her one-piece swimsuit hugged her curves. “I’ve never done one of these before,” he admitted.
“Since that was kind of the point, that makes two of us.” She dropped his towel on top of hers then guided him toward the ladder. “I think if we stand in the back that will help.”
His warning instincts shot to high. It seemed every eye in the place was on them, which was probably true. The female population vastly outnumbered the men. All the lifeguards but one were women, and the lone male was admiring him more than Mandy, which simultaneously made Justin happy and wary.
“Everybody ready to shake it up?” The woman on the deck shouted the question, clapping her hands as she bounced enthusiastically.
A loud response roared back from the women in the pool.
Justin examined the Aquasize instructor a little closer, positive he’d seen her before—probably a wolf by how high energy she was. Before he could figure it out, Mandy was guiding them through the water to a spot in the back corner.
The class began, a surging wave of energy.
This was so not-his-thing, but after a few jumps and twirls, a single peek to his side showed Mandy was grinning from ear to ear as she splashed through the instructions, half a step behind at times, and he let his amusement rise.
A sense of rhythm wasn’t her strong suit.
She twisted to face him, the rosy glow in her cheeks and her satisfied smile all the reward he needed as she wiped water from her eyes. He didn’t even have to ask if she was having fun.
It was clear, and happy looked good on her.
“Lift those knees, ladies…” the instructor’s gaze jumped to him, “…andgentleman. Get those hands in the air, and let’s make some noise.”
Perhaps if he hadn’t lived at the pack house for the past couple months the pandemonium would have been more of a shock, but as it was, Justin found himself moderately amused as he willingly went through the motions.
He was watching the instructor prance back and forth on the deck, toes rising in the air as she did a series of high kicks that he attempted to copy when a sudden splash hit him on the side of the face.
Justin snapped his gaze to the left, but Mandy was energetically moving to the beat, eyes fixed forward.
He got back into the rhythm just in time for another wave to hit, this one perfectly timed with him taking a big breath, which was the equivalent of having his head shoved underwater. He coughed and sputtered as he glanced again to the side.
Mandy was busy with her high kicks, focused intently on the instructor.
It was too unlikely of a scenario to be an accident.
The third time he turned just as the splash hit to discover Mandy grinning widely, her hands cupped together after tossing a load of water his direction.
Her mouth opened in an O of surprise as he marched closer to tower over her.
“Really?” he demanded.
She ducked down just far enough to suck up a mouthful of water before standing on her toes and hitting him full in the face with it.
