Chapter 226

"Huh?" Hayden looked at me, eyebrows scrunched up.

I stepped closer, close enough to catch the clean, soapy scent clinging to him, like he'd just showered.

It smelled really good.

It smelled really good.

It took me back to when my parents were still around, and we used bar soap for everything—washing hands, taking baths. Now it's all about the fancy body wash. You hardly ever smell real bar soap anymore.

"Are you hiding something from me?" I asked.

He frowned and looked me up and down. "You good? How much did you drink?"

I'd only had one drink—not enough to even get tipsy—but apparently, he noticed.

I laughed and grabbed his shirt collar, giving it a playful tug. "Come on, Hayden Hart, don't play dumb. I mean, are you hiding your real identity? Secretly loaded? Maybe even the real boss behind OceanixCorp?"

His jaw tightened. "I don't know what you're talking about."

He stepped back, like he needed some space.

"Oh, you really don't know, or are you just faking it? Messing wit