“Why?” I asked in confusion.
He shook his head and looked away. “Nothing.”
My brows furrowed as I walked closer to the bed. I noticed his ears were turning red.
Hmmm… what’s wrong with this man, huh?
I applied some hand sanitizer before climbing onto the bed. Just like every time I’m in his room, a row of pillows separated our spots. On top of them was a box of pizza and his laptop.
Garett took his place on his side too, not even glancing at me.
“What’s going on with you?” I asked.
“What’s going on with me?” he repeated blankly.
“Well…” I grabbed a slice of pizza and took a bite. “You’re acting weird. Are you still mad at me?”
“No. I was just thinking… are you only wearing panties under that—”
I smacked him with the pillow beside me. This man… so that’s what was in his head!
“Ou
