“Why would you care either way?”
“Because I don’t think my brother will kill you tonight,” he says bluntly. “And maybe you’re right and your legs didn’t have anything to do with it. But he saw something in you he liked.”
“Let’s pretend that’s true. If so, you’re here to do… what?”
“Me?” He shrugs, pure nonchalance, like we’re nothing more than two friendly strangers chatting in a dog park or something. “Nothin’. I’m just curious.”
I frown. “Curious about what?”
“He has an… interesting track record with women. So if you caught his eye, then I wanted to see what the fuss was all about.”
This time, I can’t stop the shiver from traversing up my spine.
He doesn’t miss it. “Ah. so you’ve heard the rumors. That kitchen staff sure chatters a lot. For people who work on a boat, you’d think t
