Jasper Sheridan was slightly stunned.
"What are you going to do after monopolizing the deck?"
"So many people downstairs sharing one cabin, but this huge deck upstairs belongs only to me. That feeling is awesome!" Tanya Dalton casually shot back at him.
Jasper listened to her quietly, the tips of his brows lifting slightly.
Well now, who would've thought this girl actually has a possessive streak.
Tanya was laughing at herself in her heart.
Who doesn't have a bit of possessiveness?
Like when you're choosing someone: if a man has already had one person living in his heart, or two, or even three, and another man has never had anyone there at all, she'd definitely rather pick the latter.
Pouring herself a drink, Tanya calmly downed another glass.
"How many glasses have you had?" Jasper kept his eyes on her, wanting to take the glass from her hand, but Tanya simply lifted her hand and dodged him.
That one move made Jasper's brows knit together, his face darkening a shade.
