× Dixie ×
“You wish.”
That is all I can say.
He grins wider, clearly enjoying my discomfort. “Your Gran didn’t seem too convinced. She practically sprinted out of here. Guess she knows when to leave us alone, huh?”
“Shut up,” I mutter, crossing my arms and turning away from him.
This is the last thing I need. I am still recovering from the fact that I’d just told my grandmother we were having some sort of... couple's moment, and now Trix is making it worse.
He stretches, standing up from the couch and walking over to me, still smirking like he found the whole situation hilarious. “What? You don’t have to be embarrassed. It’s kind of cute, actually.”
I whip around to glare at him. “You think this is cute? My Gran now thinks we’re... I can’t even say it.”
“Why not?” He leans agains
