Marksman POV

“No,” he said, watching her carefully. “I’ve never skinny-dipped with a woman.”

“Oh,” she said and then smiled apologetically. “Sorry. It’s none of my business.”

He smiled. “You can ask me whatever you like,” he said. “I’ll tell you whatever you want to know.”

“That’s a dangerous promise,” she said.

Marksman shrugged. “I don’t think it’s dangerous at all. I value honesty and I especially value it between me and the people in my life.”

Fuck. He valued honesty and here she was lying to him. Way to ruin the sexy mood.

“Hey,” he said, dipping his head so he could catch her eye. “That is not me...