“You were sitting next to me, on a plane filled with people, looking at apartments, while listening to that?” “Multitasker is on my résumé.” He presses the heels of his palms to his eyes. “I have to scrub my eyes out.” “Why? Did they figure out how to hear sound?” Hazel eyes narrow. “You’re so fuckin’ annoying, I swear to God.” “Like I said before, Jax, annoying must be your type.”
