along the tile deck. âAre you going to come in? The waterâs beautiful. Warm enough to be comfortable, cool enough to be refreshing.â
âYouâre naked,â she said.
âI promise, Iâll stay on this end. And if youâre shy, just leave your clothes on.â
âIâm not going to jump in with my clothes on.â
âThen take your clothes off. I wonât look.â Danny watched her face as she considered her options. âOh, I can see those wheels turning. Should I cast aside my inhibitions and give it a go? Or should I pretend like Iâm a good girl? I know youâre not a good girl, Jordan. Thereâs a wild woman under that proper dress and cardie.â
âDonât presume to know what Iâm thinking,â she warned.
âWeâre both adults,â he said.
âIâm your boss, youâre my employee.â
âIâm your artist, youâre my muse,â he countered.
âMore like Iâm a canary and youâre a hungry cat,â she said.
âAll right, donât come in.â He pushed off the side and submerged, kicking and stroking beneath the water before he came up in the middle of the pool. âThis is incredible. The perfect way to relax after a long day at work. A bloke could get used to living like this. In the lap of luxury.â
âMoney doesnât always buy happiness,â Jordan said.
âWho says that? And who even believes thatâs true?â
âI do,â she said. Jordan kicked off her shoes and pulled up her skirt, then sat down on the edge of the pool, dangling her feet in the water. âMy father has all the money in the world and heâs never really been happy. He always seems to need more. When is it finally enough? When can you sit back and enjoy what you have?â
âI donât know,â Danny said. âI never really thought about it.â
âI do,â she said. âAll the time.â
âAre you happy?â he asked. âI mean, right now, at this moment.â She thought about her answer for a long moment, a frown wrinkling her brow. âItâs not a trick question.â
âItâs not the money. Thatâs not why I want a place at Kencor. Iâd work for free if it were challenging work. I love my job.â
He swam across the pool and stood in front of her, the water lapping at his waist. Droplets streamed over his skin and clung to his lashes. âYou donât convince me,â he said softly. âI want to know what makes you smile.â
âWatching silly animal videos on YouTube,â she said. âEating a whole pint of chocolate ice cream at three in the morning. Getting the hiccups from drinking too much champagne.â
âDo I make you smile?â he asked. Danny wrapped his arms around her legs and gently pulled her closer to the edge. âWhen I touch you?â He smoothed his hand along her thigh, beneath her skirt. âWould you smile if I dragged you in?â
âNo,â she warned. âIâd be mad. My phone is in my pocket and I donât think my watch is waterproof.â
Danny stepped between her knees and reached up to slip his hand around her nape. He gently pulled her toward him until their lips were just a few inches apart.
A tiny sigh slipped from her throat when he removed her watch from her wrist and set it on the pool deck. Then, Danny smoothed his hands over the skirt of herdress until he found her cell phone. He slipped it out of her pocket and set it beside her watch, then gently pulled her into the water. Jordan didnât even bother to protest. What was the point? Trying to deny her impulses would only frustrate them both.
When her feet touched bottom, she reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head, then tossed it to the pool deck. Sheâd chosen her underwear very carefully that morning and was satisfied that the scraps of
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