“Got me there,” Jett shrugged. In all the commotion, he’d forgotten that she was an actual engineer. It was definitely hard to remember that she was a working woman with a full-time career when she was parading around an infinity pool in an itty-bitty white bikini. Right now, she looked more like a Victoria’s Secret model with an attitude. But, of course, the one person on the show with whom he’d started off on the wrong foot had to be packing both a brain and a body. At least they seemed to be getting along better now than they had that morning. He couldn’t tell if her mood had genuinely improved or if she was just putting on a show for the cameras, but either way, he was enjoying the unspoken truce between them while they had to work as a team to avoid getting booted off the show.

When they got back to their lounge chairs, he sat down and kicked his feet up comfortably. With wet swim trunks on, he was colder than before, but it didn’t take long for the warm evening air to start drying him off. “You might actually be right,” he agreed with an incredulous shake of his head. “Let’s just hope no one catches on to the fact that you turn into a ninja in that pool.” He shot her a teasing smirk and leaned into the backrest of his seat, propping his hands behind his head as the next two teams were called to compete.

Hanging out with Anna wasn’t nearly as bad as he’d first thought it would be. In fact, as they lounged by the side of the pool and competed in the next couple rounds—winning both seamlessly—he was reminded of how well they had worked together when they were dancing the night before. Although he didn’t want to admit it out loud when he knew she also had a sharp side, he enjoyed spending time with her when they weren’t bickering.

So, by the time the last match came around, the guardedness he’d expressed at the start of the competition had pretty much evaporated. “Ready to kick their asses and win this thing?” he asked when the host called them back into the water for the finale. “I know I’m about ready to have a nightcap and sleep soundly knowing we won’t be sent packing this week.”