Chapter 17
Sophie had the most wonderful laugh, he decided, listening to her tell stories of her childhood, about playing hide and seek in the wooded area behind the school and getting poison oak, and about the time she'd gotten caught with her dad's favorite pipe, telling him she needed it for her dolls to use as a horn in some sort of tribal tea-party make-believe.
Why did she have to be so cute? Why did he constantly feel the need to touch her or have her close? He glared at her thigh, where the Champagne Chimp had rested a hand, and wanted to break every finger that touched her. s**t, he needed to get out of here, but they were still waiting for the cake to arrive, having finished the main course minutes before.
She crushed a napkin in her hand, shredding little bits from the lux
