Island Heat (A Sexy Time Travel Romance With a Twist) (25 page)

“I'm sure,” Dean replied, his cocky-guy voice returning, and I gave him my biggest, fakest, most model-ish smile and moved toward him. While Heidi was standing there, I'd do my best to look pleased that I'd been picked. I grabbed my bag and sauntered through the sand – well, with my wet, heavy shoes, it was more like a stumble.

Dean looked chagrined as I wobbled my way over to stand next to him, and Heidi moved to the Old Biker Guy's side, looking equally confused that her hotness had been passed up for the lump of humanity known as myself.

“Welcome to Endurance Island,” Chip shouted again, a phrase I was already getting tired of hearing. “Your maps to your camps are tied to your flags. Head there and we'll see you at the next challenge!”

Dean turned and glanced back at me, giving me his lopsided white smile, no doubt carefully calculated to make hearts flutter and panties descend. “Looks like it's just you and me for the next few days.”

“Great,” I said in a tone of voice that was anything but. “Now do you want to tell me why you picked me instead of Heidi?”

He glanced over at her once, then flicked a dismissive gaze back to me. “She can't swim for shit.”

Huh. I have to admit that made me speechless, just a little.

“And besides,” he said as he picked up our tribe flag (lucky number eleven). “You're the one with the peanut butter. And now it's
our
peanut butter.”

Obviously the peanut butter was a bigger asset camp than I was.

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