She caught it mid-air and tossed it right back at his face. “I didn’t say yes!”
“Not yet,” he mumbled dramatically, letting the pillow bounce off his head and falling back against the couch like he’d been fatally wounded. “But I have a cunning plan.”
Lexi raised a brow. “Please tell me it’s not another grand romantic gesture. I’m still recovering from your rooftop proposal with the out-of-tune violinist.”
“Hey! I didn’t know he only learned violin last week. He was cheap!”
Lexi burst out laughing. “Ethan, he screeched like a dying seagull. I still have PTSD.”
He pulled out his phone. “Okay, let’s settle this like mature adults. Rock, paper, scissors. Loser has to download and play that ridiculous mobile game you hate.”
Lexi narrowed her eyes. “Which one?”
“You know the one. ‘Farm Ba
