Page 206 of Worth the Trip

A piece of spicy salmon fell from his chopsticks.

He stared at it.

I lifted one eyebrow. “Elite motor skills.”

“That fish moved.”

“The deceased salmon attacked you?”

“Hostile conditions.”

“You dropped it.”

“It escaped containment.”

I laughed hard enough to set my chopsticks down.

“Big Lando defeated by sushi.”

“You real bold from Self Ridge.”

“What happens if I get bold in Self Springs?”

His expression changed.

Slowly.

“Come find out.”

I picked up another roll. “That sounded threatening.”

“Invitation.”

“Dangerous distinction.”

“Depends how much you like being kissed.”

“Moderately.”

“Liar.”

“You cannot prove otherwise.”

“Hershey, I have firsthand evidence and favorable outcomes.”

“Limited sample size.”

“I support continued research.”

I pressed my lips together.

He noticed.

Of course.

“Eat your dinner.”

“Trying.”