Chapter Forty

Without answering her question, Steven King tossed her a grin that had Marie turning red. Had she always blushed this easily?

He had only been awake for about eight minutes but was seeing an opportunity to complete the wicked revenge plan he had against her.

“Oh, I wouldn't worry Marie, I know you think I have the most beautiful hair. You already told me yesterday.” He said, laughing at the alarmed look on her face. He knew that he had to get up from her lap now but if he was being honest he’d prefer not to.

What was happening to him? And why did he want it to continue?

“That's not fair, Steven! I gave up my turn for you.” She said, playfully swatting his arm.

“I mean, I did you a good deed because you know how you’ve always wanted to touch my hair? I let you do it for hours. What could be more gentlemanly?”

Laughing at the way Marie rolled her eyes, Steven lifted his head from her lap and sat up to look at her. Her lovely green eyes sparkled in the darkness, as the cool evening bre