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I straighten. “Oh, I intend to,” I say, when the car drives up a small hill and stops in front of the fort.
We get out and it’s pretty windy here, causing Blaise’s suit pants and shirt to flare. And my own skirt lifts at the hem. I’m dangerously close to exposing my underwear to the Pendragon gaze before I firmly push it down.
Blaise pretends not to notice, which I suppose is chivalrous of him.
“And now?” he asks with narrow eyes and with his usual ”positive” attitude. “What do you have in store for us now?”
Walking over to him until I stand right next to him, I point out at the still water.
“See that tiny island over there?” I ask and he nods. “It didn’t used to be there in the fifties. Then the sea level around here sunk drastically these past few years which is very worrying.”
“Very worrying indeed,” Blaise snorts, looking dead calm and I pinch my lips, looking up at him.
“Please try to take this seriously,” I plead and the corners of his mouth twitch, like he deep down thinks my efforts are hilarious.
“You already know I’m a serious man,” he reminds me. “You said it yourself.”
“Salty,” I snap witch crossed arms, “said you were salty.”
“Miss. Crichlow...” he says in warning. “Beggars can’t be choosers and you should be flattering me as your potential donor. Not insult me.”
Grinding my jaw, I pray for patience.This if for the mermaid, mermaids, mermaids...
“Are you weird around heights?” I ask in a forced even tone and he frowns, then says,
“Hardly. I have a pilot license.”
I hide an eye roll because of course he does. “Good, then you won’t mind if we climb up the fort.”
He shrugs and we walk over to the entrance. The fort is more of a ruin so there’s no need to pay for a ticket. An older couple, talking in Spanish walk out, smiling at us as if they think we’re a couple too.
Ha! As if I would ever roll around in the sheets withhim. Mermaids don’t mix with dragons. They just don’t.
Except for potential one night stands.
Or thirty nights stands in a row. What’s that called again? A budding relationship?
My cheeks heat and I shake some sense myself, turning around only to see Blaise’s eyes fiercely fixed on my booty. I abruptly stop at the top, causing him to bump into me and at the feel his body, my eyes flutter. One thing is for sure and that is that Blaise might very well have an eight pack.
“Why suddenly so flustered?” he asks, evilly smirking down at me.
He knows full well why I’m flustered! And the thought that BlaiseknowsI have the hots for him is so freaking humiliating that my ego crumbles a little.
I need to hide the effect he has on me better and I croak, “That way.” I point up a smaller, narrower staircase. “We’re going that way.”
Blaise waits for me to go first, and I think he wants an excuse to keep ogling me. Not that I mind. In fact I catch myself, flipping with my hair and exaggerating my hip movements.
Or well exaggerate is an understatement. If I pop my hip out some more, I’ll probably break a joint. But throwing a look behind my shoulder, I catch Blaise looking like he’s enjoying the show. He’s rubbing his mouth with his fingers and there’s a vacant expression in his eyes.
I bite my lip because if he keeps looking at me like that, I fear I’m going to suggest that he forgets all about the funding and just peels of my panties and we’ll call it a day.
And when we move through a particular challenging part of the fort, he gives me his hand to make sure I don’t hurt myself. I almost regret taking it because it makes my heart speed up so fast it feels like I’m having a heart attack.
When he lets go, I need to stop myself to not grab it again.
Once we’re in a small, rounded stone walled room without a wall on the side that faces the sea, I clear my throat saying,
“Do you know what people used to do here in the past?”
