Oh, wow.
That sucked, but now, she really needed to know what kind of an idiot would leave this man?
It was clear he was a gentleman and fantastic.
She was curious.
“Can I ask questions, or is it painful?” she inquired, willing to back off.
He glanced over his shoulder.
“It was three years ago. You can ask, and I need you to know that you’re killing me by sitting there staring at my ass,” he said.
She laughed.
“Mr. McKnight, when I was standing over there, I was able to see you in the shower. Methinks you took a peek. Turnabout is fair play,” she admitted, enjoying the Finn show.
It wasn’t often she was brash, but in this case, she was going with what Tony said.
She was going to have some fun.
At her words, he laughed.
“My handcuffs are at the bottom of the lake. I’ll have to go look for them, and then you can take me in for being guilty as charged.”
That amused her.
Without another word, he turned the tables on the woman.
“If I looked and figured that out, then that means you looked too.”
Oh, he’d better believe she did.
Gabby was no saint.
That was for sure.
When he focused on her, she had two dimples in her cheeks, and merriment danced in her eyes.
That answered that question for him, and somehow, he wasNOTdisappointed.
This woman was opening up for him like a flower that was blossoming. How could any man hurt her? He didn’t get it. She was sweet, funny, and interesting.
AND SEXY.
It was clear that her ex-husband was an idiot, and for more than just one reason.
Gabby stared into his eyes.
“I plead the fifth, Detective Inspector. In my country, that means I am saying nothing, but there’s a damn good chance I know that you lean to the left.”
He looked down.
Well, shit.
He did.
As soon as he realized she had been checking out the family jewels, and his erection, it got harder.