Dean finished his train of thought as he took his dirty plate into the kitchen for Allie to wash.
"I’m not sure what to think."
"What if it's another ex, or someone you argued with?" Allie scrubbed the plate under the faucet.
"I have a theory. We inferred the pranks were for me but what if they are for you? They started when you moved in."
"Did you see me hang out with someone beside Grayson? I literally have no friends." She shrugged at his suggestion.
Dean pushed down the faucet, cutting off the water supply. Allie left the plate on a drying rack. She aimed to turn on the water, but he spun her hips to face him.
"I assumed I was your friend," he whispered in her ear. ”If I'm not your friend, then what am I?"
The heat emitting from his wide chest co
