“Sorry,” I say. “I didn’t mean to yell at you. I just… You scared me.” He tips his head. “So you made clear.” Another moment passes between us. I can keep trying to pretend I don’t care, but my cover has just been blown wide open. “It worked, though,” he says with a cocky tilt of his mouth. “Told you I’m always right.” Zerra, there will be no living with him after this.
