“How did you know what I was doing?” I asked, watching him place my clothes, towels and toothbrush on the wooden table.
“I’m a light sleeper,” he responded.
“That’s not true. I was really careful.” I eyed his annoyingly beautiful profile.
“Not careful enough,” Tynan said and all I wanted to do was to throw something heavy at him.
“What are you going to do with me?” I asked for the second time.
“I’ll wait for my orders,” he sat on his bed.
“That’s right. I forgot that you’re not your own master.” I could not help the thin smile curling my lips when I saw his expression.
“Careful now,” he said quietly.
“Or what? There’s one thing that you’ve yet to realize; I have nothing to lose,” I hissed.
“Nothing to lose? That’s really ignorant, princess,” he said slowly.
My eyes widened.
Was he threatening me?
I searched his face, trying to find a trace of malice, or a double meaning in his words, but found nothing. His eyes looked right at me. An open, direct expression in every feature, his strong jawline set, his mouth a straight line.
He said it just to get to me.
My shoulders relaxed, and I lowered my gaze, worried that my expression would give him more information than I intended.
“I suggest you get some rest while you can.” He stretched out on his bed and adjusted the pillow.
I untied my boots, and placed them neatly together. As soon as my head touched the pillow, I could smell the strong scent of alcohol.
“What is this? Did you and your friend drink yourself to sleep last night?” I asked.
Tynan looked at me for a long moment before tossing me one of his pillows.
“I don’t need your charity.” I threw it back at him.
“Suit yourself.” He said, then closed his eyes.
“I want to change.” I sat up watching his annoyingly calm face.
“Go ahead,” he said, not opening his eyes.
“Can you leave the room?”
“Not a chance.”
“Are you going to watch me?”
Instead of answering, Tynan turned his back to me. I walked to the side table, picked up my clothes, and peeled off my leather suit.
“Why did he make you a black suit?” The sudden question made me stop.
“What?”
“Why did the tailor make you an all-black flying suit?” Tynan stretched his words.
