“Really? You agreed?” “Yes, but I will be paying—” “—half of the utilities,” Carter fills in happily. I frown at him. “Well, yes, but I had agreed to pay the same rent that you asked from Zeke,” I remind him. “Right. Which was half of the utilities and nothing more,” Carter replies smugly. I gape at him. Zeke sends me a mildly commiserating look. “I told you he won’t take your money,” he mumbles.
