Page 26 (1/2)

“Think that girl is looking to date some pretty-boy playboy?” Shane asked slyly “One who never wakes up alone on any given weekend?”

I shrugged helplessly “I really don’t knohat kinds of guys she dates”

“Oh? Youyour little conversation?”

I stopped what I was doing and looked over at him Shane’s arms were at his side, and there was a hint of a smirk on his lips

“You didn’t think I wasn’t watching?”

“Watching what?”

He threw his head back and laughed “The two of you flirt with each other! Or at least, you trying to flirt with her”

“I wasn’t—”

“Oh please!” he laughed “I’ve seen you flirt with enough girls to fill this hotel three ti look around “Back in its heyday too,” he added “When it was booked solid”

CRACK! Another chair leg splinted in half Another piece of kindling hit the pile

I exairl than he wanted to admit Or at least, that was my take on it

“You like her too,” I said, matter-of-factly “Don’t you?”

Shane stopped again, and crossed his are was all stoic indifference, but there was so in his expression that betrayed his defiance

“Honestly, it’s not a big deal,” I told him “You can say it”

We both whirled at the sound of move off a staircase, clacking onto the smooth wood floor