Instead of being annoyed with me, Rhodes just smiled. It was far too wide for the situation. “What are you doing?” “You like me.” My whole body stiffened. “I do not.” Rhodes’ smile only widened more, making the gold in her eyes spark and swirl. “Do, too.” “What are you, five?” I snapped. She laughed, and the sound hit me somewhere in the vicinity of my chest, digging in and spreading through me. That pins-and-needles sensation you got when a numb limb finally regained feeling. I fucking hated it.
