Chapter 49: My Username? 'No Green Hats' (meaning: no cuckolds here)

By three in the afternoon, Remy Fouldes had made it back to the manor and dove straight into the pool, slicing through the water with easy, powerful strokes. Ellie sprawled out in a deck chair, sunning herself, as lazy as a cat. Splash! Remy surfaced. "Hot as hell. Come down and swim a few laps!" Ellie pulled her robe tighter-definitely not interested. Remy didn't push; he jackknifed back into the blue. Harlan walked over with a bathrobe slung over his arm, timing it between Remy's laps. "How's...