“Excuse me?”He blanches as if I asked him to donate sperm or something.
His gaze roams over my body almost angrily.
“Swimming.In the pool.”I point.“Heard of it?”
Jayden stares at me.
“Don’t you swim?”I bunch my brows.
“I swim,” he snaps.“I was in the Forces.I know how to swim.”
“But you were a pilot.”I shrug.
I get an eye roll for that.“We don’t all spend our days flying around in the air.I was a sniper—”
My brows fly up.“Really?That’s hot.”
I regret my words, especially when he snaps again.
“It’s not hot.I took fucking lives.”
Oh god.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean...actually, I don’t know what I meant.You’re right.”I shake my head, ashamed.
He lets out a sigh and takes a towel out of my hand.“I’m sorry.You shouldn’t know that shit.Go get in the pool.I’ll join you, as it’s hot as hell.And I’m a Texas boy.”
I smile, and he tilts his head, allget going.
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JAYDEN
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ISHOULDNOTbe in the pool with Tiffany Stallone, but the truth is, the heat is insane today here in Los Angeles and I desperately wanted to get out of my suit.
I’d been eyeing the blue water for the past hour when she strolled into the kitchen in a red string bikini.
Fuck me.
I’d nearly choked on my soda.
Then I told her I was a sniper.What a goddamn idiot.She doesn’t need to know that.Nor did she deserve my reaction.
I get it, girls think military guys are hot.We know it.They know it.And we take advantage of it.
How do you think I’ve gotten laid more times than the average Joe?
It’s not from being a decent guy.
So, I made an apology and grabbed a towel, then stripped down to my boxers.I’ll be going commando for the rest of the day.Which may not be a good thing if Tiffany keeps making the moaning noises she’s currently making.
“God, that feels good.”
Please stop.
“I thought it would be heated,” I say, after diving into the water.