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“No, I let you think I didn’t like you. When people get close, you retreat into a shell.” Tao had needed to make her believe he presented no danger to her defenses. “I wasn’t going to let you shut me out.”
“Check your nose, Tao, because I’m pretty sure it’s in my business.”
Tao turned to Riley. “Someone’s got to go with you. I want it to be me. If that isn’t what you want, I’ll stay behind.” “Really?” asked Riley. “No, but it seemed like a nice thing to say.”
“It does help your case that you’ve got as much dick in your jeans as you have in your personality.”
“Well, some people need to have cans slung at their head. Boat-size cans. Or maybe just boats. Cruise ships would be better.”
“Ooh, wait a sec while I grab a pen. I just want to add that to my list of stuff I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about.”
Riley’s frown deepened. “You can’t teach someone to be a bitch. They either have it or they don’t.”
“You know, you can say the sweetest stuff—and yeah, I know you’re not being complimentary, you’re just being direct, but it’s still sweet. Then other times you come out with utter tripe and make me wish I had more middle fingers.”
Grinning, Dominic kicked a pinecone into a bush. “Searching for treasure. Can I look around your chest, Riley?” Stifling a smile, Riley sighed and patted her growling mate. “Dominic, please find the will to live.”
