Scott's POV

I laughed out loud. I hadn't noticed that I was shirtless but she had. 

"I'm gonna put something on." I told her, still grinning.

She had to know I was enjoying this. I mean, who wouldn't. 

"Well?" She said as I started to turn back.

"Well what?" I asked.

"Are you going to tell me your name?" She asked, frowning. "I mean, you know mine."

"Well, wait for it." I told her, smiling again as I went into the room.

I wasn't sure why I was flirting with her so bad but I was. I found her attractive but she didn't need to know that. I loved how rattled she got but tried so hard to hide it under that built up composure. There was a fire in her eyes as well. It also said she wasn't a total walkover. It was all that about her that made me want to find out what made her tick even more. I came back to the living room. She looked a lot more relaxed now. She must have taken time to gather herself together. 

"Scott." I told her.