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It must have been nice. Peaceful. Quiet.
“That’s very sweet. I can’t remember a time before you either, Sanchez.” His dimples flashed.
Swoosh. “That’s not what I said.”
Adrien leaned in, bringing his arm to rest beside my shoulder again. “You know I’m still finding glitter on my clothes? I don’t know where the fuck they’re coming from. I had my office deep cleaned twice, I replaced my chair, and the suit I was wearing that day is at the dry cleaners. I don’t know where they’re hiding.”
My grin broke free. “I’m so sorry to hear that.”
He nudged my chin with his knuckle. “Yeah. You look real devastated.”
“In my defense, you overworked my sister. So you kind of deserved it a little bit.”
“You cost me a nine-figure investment deal.”
“You made me pick glitter out of dirt with tweezers.”
“Yousigned up to be a mod for my hate club.”
“You were the reason I was tackled and cuffed by the building security last week.”
“You smashed my dick in with a cane.”
“You’re a sadist.”
“You’re a liar.”
“For the last time,I’m not attracted to you.I’m not lying.” I said it slowly, loudly, clearly. I annunciated every individual word, leaning in so he could properly hear me.
“Tell that to your nose.” Anotherboop.
“If you boop me one more time I’m going to bite your finger.”
His grin turned devilish. “Is that a promise?”
I refused to let another smile slip. “For the record, this is the worst seduction attempt I’ve ever had to endure. You’re incredibly bad at this.”
His lips wobbled with the effort it was taking to hold back his laugh. “I’m admittedly a little rusty. I normally don’t have to try with women. They tend to come to me willingly, in shiny-haired hoards.”
That comment earned him another slow blink. “Every single thing that comes out of your mouth annoys the ever-loving shit out of me, Adrien. Like, to the point where it’s shaving years off my life. My blood pressure has never been this consistently high.”
He laughed way harder than was appropriate. It was a deep, rumbling sound, accented by those boyish dimples and squinty eyes. It was annoying. And you know what else was annoying? How straight and white and perfect his teeth were.
I was annoyed. That was why things were starting to feel tight and breathless. That was why my stomach felt funny. That and the alcohol, probably.
“You’re so fucking easy to rile up,” he said.
I watched as his chuckles subsided, leading to a soft silence. The fire still crackled, the grass still hissed, crickets still chirped, and the whiskey worked its warming magic through my limbs. It wasn’t… entirely horrible.
“You’re staring again, Sanchez,” Adrien eventually murmured.
“And you keep saying that like you’re not staring right back, Cloutier.”
His midnight gaze latched onto mine for a few quiet seconds, then he leaned in another inch. “Can I ask you something?” He reached up and brushed a gentle finger right underneath my left eye. “What is this?”
I ignored the subtle buzz his touch left on my skin. This was one hundred percent part of the seduction thing, and I wasn’t going to fall for it.
“Sectoral heterochromia,” I responded in an even, unaffected tone. My eyes were a chestnut brown, but the left iris had a small section of honey cut into it. It was pretty cool if I said so myself. “It’s kind of like a birthmark.”
