ALINA'S POV
Oh my God.
"The hell?" I sat frozen on my seat. Drink halfway between my lips, eyes blinking. Blinking and most definitely not looking away as he rose completely from the pool. Stepping out. Water splashing everywhere from his form. His focus elsewhere.
Of course. Cause why would he consciously do this? Do that. T-t-hat thing he just did with his thighs. His legs. Stepping out like that.
Or was I imagining it?
Was I really starting to imagine him now after coming across him way too many today??
"Yeah? Have them sent up. Quickly." I heard his voice say into the phone. Standing directly opposite me. From the side. In front of the pool chairs there, one of them, which I hadn't seen was being used earlier.
How did I not see it??
I watched him say some more things on the ph
