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So perspective, too.
He doesn’t even look at me, which means he can probably sense how long I’ve been looking at him.
Weirdo.
“This is your favorite thing in the whole world, isn’t it?”
Reid steals a glance at me, stone-cold serious because God forbid he gives me anything else to go off of. “You could say that.”
“What’s better?”
“Not teaching little kids.”
“Oh, c’mon,” I drone with a chuckle. “You’re still on that line? That’s old news.”
“I’ll always be on that line,” he replies, returning his attention to the game.
“I thought it was getting better.”
“Says who?”
I narrow my eyes even though he can’t see their heated effect—I think. “Me. I’ve been following along with my side of the plan.”
“Drink your beer, Shorty.”
“But—”
“I know you have, chill.” Those hazel eyes steer back to me. “I’ll get you a boyfriend, and all will be good in the world.”
My nose scrunches. “That doesn’t sound any better.”
“Well, that’s what you’re tryin’ to do, isn’t it?”
“Sort of, but—”
“Don’t bring him up or anything you’re looking to do with him,” he warns me. “I’m just going to judge him again.”
Oh.
“Fine. Then tell me about your last girlfriend,” I emit, bringing the beer he bought me to my lips. “What was she like?”
“Clingy.”
I almost spit the whole contents of my beverage out and onto the poor gentleman’s head in front of me, but my palm saves that from happening—thank goodness.
The one-word responses of this man are literally a whole act. He probably believes he’s far from funny. He is a professional hockey player, indeed, and that’s all he is. Yet, I see this sense of sunshine that may want to come out and play for a bit. Just some small amounts of bantering going back and forth before he goes back into his broody shell.
“She was,” Reid insists, pulling at his drink. The thickness of his neck and the stubble along his jaw call to my attention, and I give it all my attention.
I’m not blind.
Reid is an extremely attractive man, and I dare not allow myself to be swallowed up whole by developing a crush on him.
My God, can you imagine?
The things Reid would think of me, he’d think I was more loopy than I am now.
“Was there anything nice you could say about her?” I ask, seeing if he can give a compliment.
