“For someone who can be so thoughtful, you can also be a real asshole.” He shrugged. I never said I was a good person. “I didn’t say you weren’t a good person. I said you’re an asshole.” My words lacked any real bite, but I thought I’d give him a taste of his own medicine. “Ahya.” His eyes narrowed. What does that mean? I took a demure sip of water and smiled. “Look it up.” That was when it happened. He laughed. Again.
