Chapter 29

Soren watched her quietly. He never expected to hear something like that from the woman who used to flirt with him. The look in his eyes grew deeper. She… had really caught his interest. Splashes echoed from the pool. Tara was sitting on a lounge chair, yawning. She was drained yesterday, and she had to wake up early today. She wished she could take a day off and sleep in until noon. Just the thought felt heavenly. When she came back to her senses, she realized that the once noisy pool was now completely silent. Startled, Tara looked over. Soren was leaning against the edge of the pool. His narrowed eyes were fixed on her bare feet. "Mr. Farrell?" she said, confused. Soren slowly lowered his gaze, hiding the heavy desire in his eyes. "Get me something cold." Tara immediately got up and poured a chilled drink. Then, she handed it to Soren. She didn't know that as Soren drank, his eyes were still resting on her fair, slightly pink feet. That day at the pool, aside from the fe