Page 140 of Loyalty

Siena followed behind him at a slower pace as they climbed the stairs leading to the roof. “Are we really allowed to be in here?”

“Who’s going to tell, bella?”

She gave him a look. “Well, someone might.”

“Have some fun with me.”

“Kind of reckless, John.”

“Not even close to being reckless, Siena.”

She didn’t respond except to tug on his hand again. John simply tugged back, and pulled her the rest of the way up the stairs. When he opened the door to the roof where the entire pool was closed in, he got the first whiff of chlorine.

“Are you seriously considering buying this place?” she asked.

John tugged his shirt off, and then kicked off his socks, shoes, and pants. “Maybe. Do you like it?”

“I like your place in Queens, too.”

“That’s a rental.”

“I know, I just—”

“It’s temporary,” he added.

Siena gave him a look. “I like this, too, John.”

“How could you not, babe?”

Her grin made him wink when he shoved down his boxer-briefs.

And then he dove in the pool a second later. The heated pool felt like a giant bathtub as he cut through the water, and then came back up for air. It was only about twenty feet long and ten feet wide. There was no deep or shallow end as it was eight feet deep all the way across except for a small portion on the other side that seemed to go from a couple of feet deep into a slope until it met the eight-foot limit.

John sucked in air the second he broke the top of the water. Shaking his head, water droplets flew all over the place that had been clinging to his hair. He found Siena watching him from the edge of the pool in that way of hers.

Like she couldn’t stop.

Or she couldn’t get enough.

He loved it.

“Are you getting in, or what?”

“Maybe,” she said.

“Maybe?”

“Mmhmm.”

John grinned, and waded closer to her. “Get in, Siena.”

“I’m actually not a good swimmer.”

He cocked a brow. “Seriously?”

“Yeah, kind of.”

“Donna, everybody can float.”