Hudson slipped his sandals back on.
From where she still sat, Audrey burst out, “You know what? I think I’ll sit out here a while longer. You go ahead.”
She wouldn’t look at him, but he could still see the flags of color in her cheeks, the hunch of her shoulders. Had he said something wrong? Mentally reviewing their conversation, he couldn’t pinpoint anything, but hell, he was so out of practice having a normal conversation these days, how would he know?
Never one to push a woman, he shoved his hands in his pockets. “Okay, I’ll see you around.”
“Night, Hudson.” There was something odd in her tone.
Not your business, he told himself.
He made it to the end of the dock before he looked back. She was dragging herself backward with her hands, maneuvering herself out of the water entirely
