QUOTE : Checking the address, he knocked on the door.<br /><br />The door opened a crack. “We’re closed.” <br /><br />He recognized those violet eyes. His throat went dry. “Oh. You again.”<br /><br />Her eyes narrowed as she chuckled. “You must have women throwing themselves at you with lines like that. What are you doing here?”<br /><br />“I came to see if Flynn Enterprises has made an offer to buy your property.” His gaze wandered against his better judgement. On his ship, she’d been wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Now her curves were covered by a quality replica of a pirate’s frock coat, complete with deck boots, a bandana covering her hair, and a single hoop earring. “Didn’t take you for a pirate earlier today.”<br /><br />“You seriously came over here to talk to a stranger about private financial information, and then you have the balls to comment on her work attire?” She raised a brow.<br /><br />“We’re hardly strangers.” He struggled to hold back a smile and offered his hand. “I don’t think I introduced myself earlier. I’m Colton. Colton Hayes.”<br /><br />She looked at his hand and finally opened the door. “Skye Olson. And apparently I’m a glutton for punishment.