Page 60 of The Bet
“Kids pick up a lot of things. You’d be surprised.”
“Wow. I’d better turn down the sound to those porn films, when he’s around.”
She threw him a filthy look. “You shouldn’t be watching porn films when he’s around.”
“I was kidding.”
“I wasn’t.”
He gave her a grin, because, possibly, this might have been the first conversation between them that hadn’t been filled with hate-hate. He could see the corners of her lips lift, just a little.
“Are you trying hard not to smile?” he asked.
In answer, her lips spread out into a wide smile.
“That’s better,” he said, thinking how much nicer a smile looked on her face. Better than a frown. “And I thought you’d come back to the burger place because you couldn’t resist my charms?” he offered, sensing no obvious animosity between them, for now, at least. Things would probably revert back to normal next time, but for now, things seemed the best they’d ever been.
“I didn’t want to go, because you imposed and changed our plans, and I thought you were hitting on me.Wereyou hitting on me?”
“Hitting on you? Don’t flatter yourself, Laronde. You’re hardly my type.” It was with great effort that he managed to keep his face serious.
Her face flushed the brightest shade of crimson he’d ever seen, and he could feel her embarrassment.
“That’s what I thought,” she said, trying to recover. “You’re so not my type, either.”
