His lips lift at the corner. The right one.
Ugh! Just when I think you’re actually a nice guy, you—She tries to get up, but I roll over onto her, pinning her down with my body.
I’m playing with you. Jeez, I’m not that fucking arrogant.She stares up at me, her gorgeous blueberry eyes blinking up at me. You were kidding?I cock my brow. Mmhmm. I do that sometimes.
Sorry. Her cheeks turn pink. I’m probably just still feeling a little sensitive after this afternoon.Did I say I was sorry enough for that? Because I am. Knowing I must be crushing her, I support my weight on my arms, and my hands frame her face. So, this should show you how sorry I am. I’m about to tell you something completely fucking embarrassing.
Well, the reason I snapped at you earlier—and, again, it wasn’t your fault, just my fucked up brain taking it out on the one person I shouldn’t have—well, it was because I’d gotten a stiffy while filming.
Her eyes dim. Yeah, I spotted that.Hey! No need to go crazy and start attacking! He holds his hands up in surrender.
God, you’re so arrogant. I roll my eyes.Just the way you like me. He chuckles.
Shaking my head, laughing, I settle back down beside him and start watching the show again.Anyway, it’s only like you and me, he says.