“Do the girls swim too?” “Yes, Miz Carter lets them swim in their shifts.” Elizabeth raised an eyebrow at that. “What do you men wear?” Laughter glinted in his green eyes, and he slanted her a mischievous grin. “Since Miz Carter came here to live, we swim in old pants cut off at the knees.” Warmth crept up her cheeks. Bad enough thinking about a bare-chested Nick swimming in the pool without thinking of him naked!”
