Page 100 of His Reckoning

“It’s irritating. She refuses to admit something obvious.”

“What’s that?”

“That I help her write.”

Dean blinks slowly … then laughs. “You’re serious?”

“Completely.”

“And your evidence for this theory is, what?”

“She writes more when I’m around.”

Dean rests his chin on his hand. “This may be the funniest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

“The evidence supports me.”

“You think your presence inspires her creativity?”

“Yes.”

“And you said this to her?”

“I offered a solution.”

Dean’s eyebrows lift. “What kind of solution?”

I don’t answer immediately.

Dean sits up straighter. “Oh, this just got interesting.”

“What?”

“What exactly did you offer her, Sawyer?”

I glance toward the window and back at him. “A mutually beneficial agreement.”

Dean stares at me as he bursts out laughing. “Of course you did.”

“It’s logical.”

“You suggested a casual sex arrangement to the woman living in your apartment?”

“Yes.”

“And how did she take that?”

“She was … upset.”

Dean wipes a hand across his face. “Upset.”

“That’s an oversimplification.”

“She yelled at you, didn’t she?”

“She strongly disagreed.”

Dean leans forward. “This is the most predictable development in the history of human behavior.”