Evan could sense Riley’s tension as it skyrocketed, and he’d said something she didn’t like.
“I don’t want to go out with you,” she said, but there was no power behind the words.
“Why not?”
“You don’t live here,” she said. “And I have a—”
“Policy,” they said together. “I heard,” he added. “And this isn’t about your policy.” He kept walking, every step away from her office a victory. “You think I only liked you because you didn’t know who I was.”
“Or you’re delusional,” she said. “Neither is playing in your favor.”
He smiled, because she was witty and quick, and he liked that. “I’m not delusional,” he said. “I know what I like, and you…I liked you.”
“Yeah, I heard DJ say that,” she said. “What have you been saying about me?
“Honestly?”
She laughed again, not quite getting the humor
