“Why are you doing this?”
Razor stepped forward, close enough to tuck an errant strand of hair behind her ear.
“Because I want another chance with you.”
“Ah, so there are strings.”
“Absolutely not. I just want to get to know you better, Ava.”
She shook her head. “I’m not interested.”
He cupped her face with his palm. “Please.”
“Don’t do this to me,” she said, shaking her head again.
Razor kissed her forehead. “Please,” he murmured again.
He saw her eyes were closed, and felt her lean into him.
“I need to talk to the girls.”
“Where are they?”
“They went back to the cottage to change.”
“I’ll walk you there,” he said, taking her hand in his.
Ava stopped walking. “Tabon?”
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“Is this just a game to you?”
He put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to him.
“No, it isn’t. I can’t forget you, Ava, and believe me, I’ve tried.”
“What if I don’t feel the same way about you?”
Razor smiled. “My heart will be broken, but I’ll live. And in the meantime, I’ll get to spend some time getting to know the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
Ava rolled her eyes. “For now, I’ll consider your offer and talk it over with my sister and our friends. But don’t push it, Tabon.”
He kissed her hand. “I’ll be waiting to hear from you. I’m in Cottage Fourteen.”
—:—
“How’d it go?” Gunner asked when Razor walked into the bar.
“Fine, I think.”
“She’s staying at the duplex?”
“She’s talking it over with Aine and the other two, but I have a feeling they’ll agree to it.”
“Shit,” groaned Gunner.
“What?”