“Shouldn’t your first fucking question be: what were those girls saying?” I shake my head. He glared at the girls after we started talking in English, so I figured they must have been eavesdropping and whispering about us. “You accused them of listening to our conversation, didn’t you? And then she said something snarky back.” I smile wide and wag my brows. “Am I right?” He tilts my chin up. “When did you get so fucking smart?”