Manhunting

Forward

Kate smiled smugly at Jake. “I have a date this afternoon.”

“Oh, Lord.” Jake closed his eyes. “Who are you going to destroy now?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“The resort would appreciate it if you’d just throw back the men you don’t want without maiming them.”

“I haven’t maimed anyone,” Kate protested.

“You almost drowned Lance. You scared Peter into heart palpitations. You hit Brad over the head with a bottle.” Jake shook his head. “And you still have men asking you out?”

“Lance grabbed me. Peter was cheating at golf. And, I might point out, I hit Brad to save you.”

Jake gave her a wicked grin. “Has any guy actually finished a date with you?”