Free My Instructor by Esther Banks Page A

I let you win,” Aaron shrugged.
    “ Like hell you did,” Jack snapped.
    “ Of course I did,” Aaron smirked. “How else would you have won?”
    The two brothers walked ahead of  Marisa and Tiffany and continued to argue. The girls rolled their eyes and then laughed.
    “Sooo tell me. What do you think of Jack?” Tiffany asked excitedly.
    “ I really like him,” Marisa replied.
    “ Really?” Tiffany grinned.
    “ Yes. Really. I’ve never met anyone quite like him. He sweet, funny, intelligent and considerate of me,” Marisa said. “He treats me like a princess, which I gotta tell you, I like a whole bunch.”
    “ Marisa, that great! I felt there was a connection between you,” Tiffany said.
    Marisa went on to tell her a little about Jackson and his nine-year-old daughter.
    “How do you feel about possibly being a step-mom?” Tiffany said.
    “ I kind of like the idea. You know I love kids. I just hope she likes me,” Marisa said worriedly.
    “ She will adore you. What’s there not to love? You’re terrific,” Tiffany said.
    “ This is all rather surreal. It’s all so unexpected. Meeting a man was not on my radar,” Marisa said. “But Jack could be the real deal.”
    “ I’m so happy for you, Marisa. I have a good feeling about the two of you. I wonder what I should wear to your wedding.” Tiffany teased.
    “ Okay. Fine. Throw my words back in my face,” Marisa wailed. “But seriously, who would have thought that we would be dating brothers?”
    “ Not I. Not in a millions years. But anything is possible. So, let’s just enjoy it and see where it leads,” Tiffany said.
    They high-fived each other then ran to catch up with Jack and Aaron. They embraced each man’s waist and walked back to the cabin.
     
    *****
     
    Felice sat under a tree and watched the two couples walk down the pier. The revelers quickly converged upon them and forced them to join a volleyball game. Felice was furious that Tiffany and Marisa could nab the two best hunks at the party; especially Tiffany. It boggled her mind to think that Aaron could seriously be interested in that oversized cow. Well, her temporary triumph was about to come to an end. Aaron would soon be with the right woman, and that woman was not Tiffany. Sissy Lewis approached Felice and sat down next to her. She crossed her slender, tanned legs akimbo beneath her. Sissy was the only friend that Felice had. Everyone else kept their distance. Sissy didn’t really consider them to be true friends but she often felt sorry for Felice. She hated to see her alone and miserable; granted Felice brought that state of being on herself more often than not. But Sissy still felt badly for her.
    “What’s up, Felice?” Sissy said cheerfully.
    “ What do you want?” Felice snapped.
    Sissy sighed. Felice did make it hard to befriend her.
    “I don’t want anything. I saw you sitting here all alone so I thought I would join you,” Sissy explained.
    “ I don’t need you feeling sorry for me. I’m not a charity case,” Felice retorted.
    “ I never said you were. I just thought you would like some company,” Sissy answered.
    “ I’m fine by myself. You can go back and tell the others to worry about themselves,” Felice said meanly.
    Now that was a joke if Felice thought somebody was concerned about her. She had not been appointed by the others to check on Felice. No one had given her a second thought except Sissy.
    “I wasn’t given the task of checking on you. I came because I wanted to,” Sissy said. She was beginning to think it a bad idea.
    Felice stared fixedly at the volleyball game. Sissy followed her gaze to determine who she was stonily staring at. Sissy vision landed on Tiffany, who had just spiked the ball. She jumped up and down in delight. Aaron, who was playing on her team, caught her and twirled her around. Sissy heard Felice’ sharp intake of breath. She looked at Felice closely and saw the anger in her black eyes. Sissy held her own