Jason walked with his head held high and his shoulders square, but his ears worked just fine. So he heard, “What was that?” and “Girl, he likes you,” and “What’s going on with you and Jason Burnes?” coming from the various women behind him.
The infamous Women’s Beach Club he’d heard about through the grapevine. And by the grapevine, he meant the hotel lobby, where he’d seen all of those women come in and out together, talking. And that place was made with marble and high ceiling so words carried and echoed.
It wasn’t a crime to be observant. To watch. To listen. And Jason was very good at all three of those.
I got a dog so I wouldn’t be so lonely here on the island. Lexie was a smart woman. She’d hear the meaning in those words. I want you, but I can’t have you, so Steve’ll have to do.
