"I think you're nosy." I shot at her.
She laughed, the sound bright and wicked. "Nosy and right." She wouldn't stop grinning like she had won a lottery
I swatted at her arm, light enough to make her laugh harder. "Enough, Raya." I said, blowing the air.
But the warmth blooming in my cheeks betrayed me, and her knowing smirk only deepened. I turned away, fussing with my hair as if that could cover the flush. Why did her teasing bother me so much? It wasn't like Rowan and I… it wasn't like there was anything between us.
Desperate for distraction, I gestured to her abandoned sketchpad. "What were you working on before you decided to interrogate me?" I threw at her, wanting to change the topic.
Instantly, her focus shifted. Raya lived for her designs, and her eyes lit up as she grabbed th
