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The spot between my shoulder blades itched as a sense of discomfort crept up on me. It was a combination of things—that so much of my body was exposed, that he towered over me, that I couldn’t see his eyes, that I wore no makeup, that my damp hair was in a messy bun, thathelooked like he’d just stepped off an ad for sexiest business moguls.
“Have you made a decision yet?” he asked.
I swallowed, shoving my glasses back on. “Not yet.”
“You only have two days left.”
“I know.” I was vividly conscious of it. “Part of me still can’t believe you want me to keep my word on this.”
“You should know better than to make a pact lightly.” He cocked his head. “What’s currently in the way of you going through with it? Tell me.”
“Why? So you can blow holes in my reservations?”
“Yes.”
I snorted.
“You’d never be in any danger with me, if that’s a worry for you. I may not have a lot of respect for the system, but I don’t dabble in anything dark or ugly.”
He didn’t need to assure me of that. I was very aware he had a code, nontypical as it might be, of sorts. “If I thought differently, I wouldn’t even consider marrying you.”
He hummed, his head moving in an excrementally slow movement that made me tense. The shit was totally eye-banging me.
Fuck, if my nipples hardened, I was gonnamurderthem. “Stop it,” I said.
“What?” he asked in a lazy drawl.
“You know what.”
“Do you remember that night I fucked you in a hot tub?”
A memory of me sitting on the edge of the tub, my limbs wrapped around Dax as he took me slow and hard, surged to the forefront of my mind. I felt my face flush.
“You wore a similar bikini then.”
Uncaring that it would show how unnerved I felt having him loom over me, I swung my legs off the lounger and then stood. “Did I?” I asked airily, turning my head slightly as I flicked a look at my lacy beach wrap.
“There’s little sense in covering up.” He whipped off his glasses, and I almost sucked in a breath. There was a truckload of banked heat in his gaze. It made my skin prickle and my thighs clench. It also caused the tension to kick up.
“I’ve seen you in less,” he went on, his voice dropping an octave. “In fact, I’ve seen every inch of you. Touched every inch. Tasted every inch.”
Cursing my body for turning into a hot mess, I narrowed my eyes. “You’re an ass. You know that, right?”
“I do.” His gaze intent on me, he inched closer, sending a wave of his dark cologne brushing over my senses and making my gut tighten. Something dark moved behind his eyes as they raked over my face. “Do you still care for him? Is that why you’re hesitant to honor the pact?”
I felt my brow furrow. “Care for who?”
“Grayden.”
I almost reared back. “No.”
He gently slipped off my glasses. “Are you sure?”
“Absolutely certain,” I firmly stated.
His eyes delved into mine, searching, probing, seeing everything. “Good.”
The continuous slap of flip-flops made me look to see my sister approaching, a tray in hand. She glanced from me to him, a default smile on her face, a pinch of hesitance in her eyes.
