“Go away.” “I was here first.” “I won’t sit here and stare at the back of your head while I eat my food.” “You’d rather stare at my face instead? All you had to do was ask.” He drops into the seat on the other side of my booth. When I lower the menu, I’m nearly blinded by his smile. It’s so huge, it can probably be seen from Jupiter. “What is it with you and all the toothy grins? You look like a crocodile.” “Thank you.” “Again, not a compliment.” “Sure it is. Crocodiles are smart, strong, and intimidating.” “They’re also ugly and can’t chew their food.” I can tell he’s trying hard not to laugh
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