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“So any other questions? Or is this the part we get to the dare? Just a heads up, I’m not sleeping with you again.”
I take in the slight uneasiness in her eyes and chuckle.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I didn’t say anything about having sex. Do I want to? Yeah. But I’m a gentleman and I want to get to know you. So let’s just stick to questions for a while.”
I also didn’t spend the last few days thinking about her solely because I wanted to fuck. There’s something about her. I’m not sure what it is but in her presence the voices in my head go quiet.
She nods in agreement. “Yeah, I can work with that. First off, there’s no universe where you’re a gentleman,” she says, making me chuckle. “But I like getting to know each other. What’s your last name? Who is Tony?”
She waves her hand in the air as she asks the question, making it seem grander.
“Anthony Legan, at your service, ma’am,” I say, offering an exaggerated bow. “Charming, handsome and all-around nice guy.”
She smirks. “I can stomach the fact that you believe yourself to be charming and handsome but there’s no way in hell I’m going to believe you’re nice. There’s nothing nice about your personality, Tony.”
I lean back in my lounge chair, trying hard not to look at the pool across from me.
“That’s the thing, blondie. You don’t know me yet. I could be a genuinely nice guy.”
“But are you?” she retorts.
I grin, shaking my head. “Nope. If you’re searching for any redeemable qualities, you’ll be looking a while. I don’t have any.”
“That’s funny, neither do I.”
I can believe that. She’s intriguing. And I still can’t help but think about the way she slapped the gun out of my hands. It was bold, daring and proves she’s so much more than she’s letting on.
Out of nowhere, she suddenly asks, “Are you okay? Like have you been since the last time we spoke. Because it seemed like you were going through a lot. I just wanted to know if you’re good now.”
I look sideways, into her stunningly blue eyes.
It’s the second time she’s asked me that and I don’t think she even realizes how much it makes my heart clench. Apart from my family, I’ve never really had anyone asking me if I’m okay. No one has ever really cared.
“I’m fine,” I reply because there’s nothing else to say.
I couldn’t even begin to start talking about all the ways I’m not.
“You spent the past few days pining over your one-night stand and hanging around the rooftop pool of a hotel,” Sophia points out.
“I don’t spend all my time here,” I protest. “I just happened to be staying at this hotel.”
She frowns. “Don’t you live in New York?”
“I do. But I ran away from home,” I murmur. “Although left would be more specific.”
She stares at me like she’s trying to figure me out. Good luck with that.
“Are you going to tell me why?”
I shake my head in reply.
“You’re not the only one that can be mysterious,” I tell her. “How about you start being more open?”
“I’ll pass.”
“Come on, blondie. The first step to being friends is knowing every sickening detail there is to know about each other,” I tell her.
“I have no interest in wanting to know every detail about another person,” Sophia says and she has a point.
