“You bastard!” he heard Haley yell from somewhere behind him.
He looked back at her and smiled, watching as she stormed over to him with her little fists of fury swinging by her side. She shoved her glasses back up her nose as she glared up at him, looking fucking adorable as she contemplated killing him with her bare hands.
“What did you do with it, you bastard?” Haley demanded.
“What?” Jason asked innocently, taking a sip of soda.
“You know what!”
“Hmm, I really don’t,” Jason mused, trying not to smile when she growled.
“My wallet,” Haley bit out through clenched teeth. “I need it back so that I can leave.”
“Then, you’re not getting it,” Jason said with a sad shake of his head and a pitying sigh.
She really thought that he was going to help her leave him? Damn, his little grasshopper still had so much to learn, he thought, biting back a sigh.
“Fine,” Haley bit out. “Then, give me back my cellphone so that I can call someone,” she demanded, holding out her hand expectantly.
“Sorry, I can’t do that either,” Jason said, sighing heavily because really, did she not know him at all?
“What about my car keys?” she asked, narrowing her eyes on him.
He pursed his lips up in thought. It would be best for both of them if she was limited to the cottage and the center of town for now.
“No, sorry, that’s not going to work for me either.”
“This is kidnapping!” she sputtered in disbelief.
“No, it’s not.”
“Yes, it is!”
“Nope.”
“What the hell would you call it?” Haley demanded, snatching his soda from him and finished it off while she continued glaring at him.
“A romantic getaway?”
She snorted.
“If you really don’t want to be here, then go inside and use the house phone to call someone,” he suggested innocently.
“You know damn well that I don’t have any phone numbers memorized,” Haley snapped.
Yes, he really did know that. Haley, thankfully, was heavily dependent on technology. Once a number went into her contact list, she never looked at it again. That little tidbit of information used to earn an eyeroll from him, but now it pleased him immensely.
“Then, I guess you’re stuck here,” Jason said, biting back a smile.
Her eyes narrowed dangerously on him.
“So, do you want to go for a swim or go fishing?” Jason asked as he gestured to the long rock wall that went out about three hundred yards into the ocean, “Are you hungry? I can whip some burgers up in no time.”
With one last look that promised pain, Haley stormed off back to the cottage.
Jason walked back to the cottage, not even bothering to check the sliding glass doors since Haley’s smug smile told him everything he needed to know. She’d locked him out. He’d allow her this victory, he decided as he grabbed his shirt off the lounge chair and pulled it on as he headed for town. There was probably no need to tell her that he’d snatched the cottage keys earlier since she’d figure it out later.
Besides, she’d have to come to him sooner or later for her fix.
