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“We have them out by the bar in a warming closet. You can grab one when you need it.”
“Of course you have a warming closet for towels,” I replied, smirking as I walked past him.
When the door closed behind us, he let out a breath he had been holding. “Jesus,” he muttered, and I glanced back at him to see he was staring at my butt.
“Trev,” I said, and he jerked his attention back up to my face reluctantly.
“Yeah, uh, right, a drink,” he muttered.
I waited until he was beside me before walking. I was not going to walk in front of him if he was going to look at my backside. I might not want to date Trev, but he was a guy, and I didn’t relish the idea of him studying me close enough to see my flaws.
I didn’t make eye contact with anyone. I focused on getting to the bar so Trev could get his drink and I could get a towel to wrap around me.
“Uh, you, uh, going for a swim?” Saxon asked, and I turned my head toward his voice. He was alone, sitting on a lounge chair with a drink in his hand.
“I was going to get her into the hot tub,” Trev replied.
He moved to stand up. “I’ll join you.”
“Great,” Trev drawled.
Saxon narrowed his eyes as he looked at his friend. “You don’t sound like you want my company.”
“Where is Declan?” Trev asked him.
Saxon shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“Don’t you need to find her?” Trev asked.
“No,” Saxon replied.
Trev set his glass down on the bar, and the bartender gave him another without needing an order.
“You want a fresh club soda?” he asked me.
“No thanks. I’m good for now.”
It was ninety-two degrees outside, so the hot tub was empty as it sat perched up on a large rock that overlooked the pool. Beside it was a waterfall that came from yet another large rock.
“Trev,” the deep voice I instantly recognized from earlier called out.
Trev groaned and turned around slowly to face Blaise. “What?” he asked, annoyed instead of terrified.
“Inside. Now,” he demanded. “Bring your phone.”
“I’m in the middle of a party,” Trev replied. “See the people?”
Blaise’s expression didn’t change. “Get the fuck inside with your goddamn phone before I end this party.”
Trev slammed his glass down on the bar. “Fuckin’ asshole,” he muttered.
Blaise stood there, waiting for Trev to move, when Trev’s hand touched my arm.
“I won’t be long.”
Blaise’s angry gaze shifted to me for a brief second, then back to Trev. “You move fast.”
“So?” Trev replied and stormed past Blaise toward the house.
