At least he had the decency not to let her freeze.
I glance at the rope hammock near the pool house and spot Theo napping in it. He’s bathing in sunrays with his forearm and dark hair covering his eyes.
Right, I forgot.
He lives here now.
Chills skitter down my back, a reminder that I’m still freezing my tits off, and I swing the glass door open to walk outside. I know he heard the door close, but Finn doesn’t glance my way, throwing Lexie a dog bone.
Aw, he thinks he can ignore me.
Cute.
“Change it back.” I cross the yard in a few strides.
The silver chain he always wears is clasped around his neck, and he’s shirtless, sporting black sweats with a backward baseball cap that makes him look so damn good it’s infuriating. His stupid, glorious body basks in the sun, his veiny forearms and tattoos holding my eyes captive.
His eyes are small, too.
Like he just rolled out of bed.
He’s never up this early.
This was all part of his plan, wasn’t it? To get up before me, mess with the temperature, and head out so that he wouldn’t have to freeze? He pays me no mind, to no one’s surprise.
“Hey, Satan,” I shout. “I’m talking to you.”
I reach his side a moment later and peek at Lexie chewing on her dog bone a few steps away.
“You’re a fucking child, you know that?” I erupt.
“And you’re a ball-busting pain in the ass. Anything else?” Finn drawls like he’s eager for this interaction to be over.
“A password? Seriously?” I scold, but he denies me eye contact. Irritated, I leap in front of him, giving him no choice but to look at me. “It’s as cold as fucking ice inside.”
“Really?” He tilts his head to the side, the corners of his lips curling up into a vicious smile. “Didn’t notice.”
I’m fuming.
“Change it back.”
Finn doesn’t reply for long seconds, just staring at me without flinching. I swallow hard when he notices my attire. His eyes roam down my body, lingering on my bare thighs for a beat too long, and my cheeks heat up.
This hoodie does little to cover my legs. Just one inch shorter, and you could see my ass cheeks hanging out of my mini shorts. I was so pissed I didn’t even think to change out of my pj’s.
“Hate to break it to you, sunshine, but you don’t get to tell me what to fucking do.” His eyes dart back to mine.
Our conversation from the night before pops into my mind.
He keeps my secret, and I keep his.
Thatwas the deal.
Was I crazy to think this could be the start of a truce?
“Then do it for Lexie,” I snap. “You know damn well she’s going to freeze in there.”
“Sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He keeps up the charade, and I fight the urge to shove Lexie’s dog bone down his throat.