Claire felt her lips curl back and she realized she was
snarling. Not at Haley’s bored, defiant tone, but at the thought
of her with another woman. “I’m sure your girlfriend wouldn’t
be happy to hear you say things like that.”
It was fishing and she knew it. She cursed herself for saying
it.
Haley swam another lazy turn through the water, her strokes
deceptive because she was just as strong of a swimmer on her
back. “I don’t have a girlfriend. And how did you know I was
a lesbian anyway?” Her muscles worked in her arms as they
churned overhead and her feet kicked gently, making the
tiniest splash.
“I had people look into you and your dad. I did my due
diligence before I made my offer.”
“Hmm.” Haley didn’t appear overly concerned about that
information, and that surprised Claire. She expected fast, hot
anger at the intrusion of privacy. Haley probably knew all
about that already. Her dad must have told her.
“But also because you asked for a female security guard,
when most people would assume it’s a male profession. And
the comment about Jenny was a dead giveaway.”
“Hmm.”
It was so frustrating. That stupid sound. Claire refused to
rise to it. Her emotions were running rampant enough. She
wasn’t going to get angry on top of her annoyance and
frustration.
“Is that why you really wanted me to come here?” she
asked, still swimming on her back. She finally flipped over
and turned to tread water, looking directly at Claire, pinning
her to the spot. “The way you looked at me when I was