Chapter 15

Thalia just stared at the greenish color of the water for a few seconds, then she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and jumped. The water was warmer than she'd anticipated. It completely engulfed her, soaking her clothes, her hair, her tired body. She kicked her feet, propelling herself to the surface, and squeaked in surprise when she noticed Dean's wet head right beside her. "Are you okay, Doc?" She spat water from her mouth. "I'm fine." "Let's head in." They swam together side by side, Thalia feeling like a wet rat. She removed the braid from her hair and let it loose. "Ugh. Nothing worse than wet pants," she said. "Don't worry, you won't be wearing that for long. You can borrow Ina's clothes when we get to the beach house." "And how do we get to the beach house you're talking about?" Her suspicious gaze drifted to the trees. "Don't tell me we're going to walk again. In these wet clothes." "Our car is not far away," he assured her. "We'll get there on time too." But she