“You like me,” Randy said. He didn’t mean to make the statement sound so accusatory, and for a second the image of him cross-examining Vaughn in front of a courtroom of rapt spectators played through Randy’s head. So, he lightened his voice and added a chuckle to it. “You like me!”
Vaughn parted his lips as though to argue back, and then seemed to reconsider. He paused, opening his mouth and then closing it again. He shook his head and dropped his arms to his side. “I don’t know why that would surprise you, Randy. You’re a good-looking guy. Funny, too. Every once in a while you even make yourself sound kind of smart.”
Randy’s grin grew. “Oh, by all means, don’t stop there. Carry on.”
An eyebrow drifted up Vaughn’s forehead. “Nah, that’s about all I got.”
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