After the lunch with his sister, Owen spent the remainder of his day working. Business deals, meetings, networking, panels. The usual convention fare. Perhaps it was the fact that it was the last day of the convention, things were winding down, but a sort of distracted haze fell over him. Elements of the lunch conversation haunted him throughout the day. The bunny and that Holland Rivers. Mostly the bunny.
Owen begged off a party invitation and spent the rest of his evening in his hotel room catching up on the emails that piled into his box while he'd been off doing other things. Time slipped away from him as he worked.
Suddenly it was a quarter to midnight. He finally had a clear inbox.
He celebrated his hardwork with a cigarette and a drink on his hotel suite balcony. He had one of the nicest rooms on the third floor. The view overlooked the pool and the beach beyond. Owen leaned against the railing, dangling his drink with forefinger and thumb while he smoked languidly and watched the reflection of the moon on the dark ocean.
A figure moved below. Owen instinctively raised his nose to test the air. The sea breeze brought her scent right to him. Miss Sloan. How interesting.
Owen dropped his gaze to watch her slip out of her robe and dip into the hot tub. He watched her long enough to finish another cigarette and drain his drink. Long enough to watch her finish her own drink. He watched her set it on the edge of the hottub and push at it with her finger as if wishing it would refill itself.
He chuckled and went down, against his better judgment, to meet her.
He paused by the nightstand and removed his wedding band before he went.
"There's no solo bathing."
Owen said by way of greeting when he finally padded onto the pool deck. He came barefoot and with his white button down unfastened. The shirt moved in the seabreeze occasionally brushing his bare torso with cool salt air.
When she turned to look at him, he gestured to the pool rules. Indeed, there was to be no solo bathing.
"But I'm here now. So carry on." He smirked flashing sharp teeth at her as he came to a stop in front of where she sat in the hottub. He stood near the edge forcing her to crane her neck to look up at him.
"What are you drinking, tonight?"
Owen begged off a party invitation and spent the rest of his evening in his hotel room catching up on the emails that piled into his box while he'd been off doing other things. Time slipped away from him as he worked.
Suddenly it was a quarter to midnight. He finally had a clear inbox.
He celebrated his hardwork with a cigarette and a drink on his hotel suite balcony. He had one of the nicest rooms on the third floor. The view overlooked the pool and the beach beyond. Owen leaned against the railing, dangling his drink with forefinger and thumb while he smoked languidly and watched the reflection of the moon on the dark ocean.
A figure moved below. Owen instinctively raised his nose to test the air. The sea breeze brought her scent right to him. Miss Sloan. How interesting.
Owen dropped his gaze to watch her slip out of her robe and dip into the hot tub. He watched her long enough to finish another cigarette and drain his drink. Long enough to watch her finish her own drink. He watched her set it on the edge of the hottub and push at it with her finger as if wishing it would refill itself.
He chuckled and went down, against his better judgment, to meet her.
He paused by the nightstand and removed his wedding band before he went.
"There's no solo bathing."
Owen said by way of greeting when he finally padded onto the pool deck. He came barefoot and with his white button down unfastened. The shirt moved in the seabreeze occasionally brushing his bare torso with cool salt air.
When she turned to look at him, he gestured to the pool rules. Indeed, there was to be no solo bathing.
"But I'm here now. So carry on." He smirked flashing sharp teeth at her as he came to a stop in front of where she sat in the hottub. He stood near the edge forcing her to crane her neck to look up at him.
"What are you drinking, tonight?"
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