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I scanned his face, looking for an inconsistency—atell. My brows pinched when I pulled up short, my heart crawling up to the base of my throat.
“What?” he said.
“What’s your tell?” I asked him.
“My tell?”
“For when you lie. What is it?”
One confused dimple. “I’m being honest. You’re incredibly attractive. It’s fucking infuriating.”
Nothing. No twitch or flare or dip that I could see.
Th-th-thump.Th-thump.Th-th-thump.
I scanned his face again.
“Why is that so hard for you to believe?” he asked.
“Because you have good reason to lie. For seduction purposes.”
“I don’t need to lie to seduce you. And believe me, I wish I was lying about this. Or even exaggerating.”
I squinted at him, trying my best to detect any slight movement or change that would give him away. But, once again, I came up blank.
Maybe he didn’t have a tell. There was only one way to find out.
“Let’s play a game,” I said.
“We don’t have time for a game, I’m supposed to be charming you into a puddle of heat.”
I waved a dismissive hand. “You’ve already lost. We’re just running out the clock at this point. I’m not even close to puddling.”
“Because you keep distracting me and the conversation keeps straying.”
“That’s a you problem.” I brought both legs up onto the couch, crossed them, and twisted my body to fully face him.
“What are you doing?” Adrien asked with curious amusement.
“I need to be able to see your face really well.”
His brows pinched, though the bemused smirk remained. “What game are we playing, exactly?”
“Two truths and a lie.”
He huffed a chuckle. “Fine. One round. And I get an extra five minutes of seduction time.”
I rolled my eyes. “Take ten.” It wouldn’t make a difference. “Now go. Start. Tell me two truths and one lie, and I’ll try to guess which is which.”
Adrien tilted his head, thinking. “Let’s see…” He trailed off, observing me almost as closely as I was observing him. “Okay. One, I knew who you were when you marched up to me in the Waldo costume on Halloween, and I recognized you almost immediately. Two, I used to have a genuine, debilitating phobia of clowns when I was a kid, and I cried when I met Loonette from The Big Comfy Couch. And three, the pizza arrived ten minutes ago, and you still haven’t noticed.”
I blinked.Wait… what?
A devilishly arrogant smirk tilted Adrien’s mouth as my gaze snapped to the large kitchen window. Sure enough, two pizza boxes sat on the counter.
My forehead scrunched into a frown. “It’s been thirty minutes already?”
No way.
