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“Yes,” I answer, my tone bored.
If he actually wanted to shoot me, his finger would have been on the trigger poised to shoot. If he actually planned to shoot, knocking the gun out of his hands would have led to a shot being fired. But his aim was off and his grip was slack. I took a chance.
He blinks and closes his eyes like he’s trying to calm himself. When they open, it doesn’t look like he quite succeeded. I take in the wild look in his eyes, the tension in his shoulders and the tightness in his face. I didn’t put that there.
“Are you okay?” I question.
His eyebrows lift. “You’re asking if I’m okay? After I pointed a gun at you and you sent it flying into the pool?”
“It’s fine. I’m not holding it against you. It wouldn’t be the first time someone’s pointed a gun at me,” I state, waving a hand in the air.
His head cocks to the side as he watches me, gaze suddenly assessing.
“You’re an interesting woman, blondie.”
“Thanks,” I smile.
“But you’re not supposed to be here.”
“Why do you keep saying that?” I sigh. “Do you own the hotel?”
“No, I made a deal. No one is supposed to have access to the rooftop but me. At least at night.”
“That’s funny. I made the same deal. Guess we got duped,” I shrug.
His jaw tightens. “I’m going to kill that fucking son of a bitch.”
Not if I get to him first, I don’t say the words out loud because I don’t have a habit of admitting homicidal thoughts to strangers.
“Now that that’s settled. I’ll just go back to my earlier activities,” I tell him, lying back on the lounge chair and grabbing my phone.
He continues staring at me like he’s trying to figure me out. Finally he groans softly. I lift an eyebrow.
“It’s freezing, go put on a shirt,” I say, watching goosebumps spread across his skin.
What I don’t say is that it’s really distracting staring at his chest.
“I’m not cold,” he mutters.
“Liar. Why exactly did you take off your shirt?”
“I was going for a swim.”
My eyebrows furrow. “You were going for a swim in the middle of January? It’s freezing, especially at night.”
He blows out a breath, running his hand across his face. “It helps me think and relax. I needed something to ground myself and ease some tension.”
“You know what else helps to ease tension?” I question.
“What?”
I smile, “Sex.”
He doesn’t miss a beat. “Are you offering?”
My smile widens. I like a man that’s not afraid to seize opportunities.
“No,” I reply. “But I do have this.”
