“Hazel.” “This is why my place is so cheap.” His head falls back and he groans loudly, like I’m the most frustrating person alive. I just smile at him. “Your eyes are so pretty in the morning light.” He gives me a side-long look, sighing, but he’s starting to smile. “Don’t distract me.” “Is it working?” He rolls his eyes, and I think I like this flipped dynamic between us. “That means yes.”
