He pauses as one corner of his lips tips upward, suggesting a smile. “I like you. You’re cute and you make me laugh. Yet there is a mystery behind those beautiful hazel eyes.” His eyes latch on mine, and I smile unconsciously.
He thinks I’m funny and my eyes are pretty. I inhale, fighting back the bubbles inside. “That’s not a reason to like someone.”
“Sure, it is!” He pauses, grinning. “Your brother and I know about the mattress switch. A neighbor shot a video of you lugging each mattress. Jeff and I couldn’t stop laughing.”
I’m gawking as my whole body breaks out into a sweat. Jesus Christ! They both know. I thought the neighbors were asleep. Geez! “You know?” Shock soars through me.
“Yep, and I found my tie-dyed sheets tucked behind my tools in the pantry,” he chuckles.
“I can expl
