“I’m not giving you a trophy for doing the bare minimum, Lawson.” “But what you’re saying is if there were a trophy to win, I’d win it for being Hottest Dog Dad?” A laugh bubbles out of me before I can contain it, and I regret it instantly, especially when Lawson gasps loudly. “Did you… Did I… Did I make you laugh? Again?” The pride in his voice is evident, and I can imagine him puffing his chest out proudly. He’s that obnoxious.
