“I’m doing what on purpose now?” “You’re making me think that you’re making a list about me. It’s not about who your aunt will find.” “Clever girl,” Jeremy said. “It is on purpose, and I’m doing that for a reason. Now guess the reason.” “It’s not me, though. You don’t mean me.” Jeremy took his hands off the dough and gave her his best unimpressed look. She simply met his eyes and shook her head. “It doesn’t make any sense for it to be me. Why would it be me?” “You make perfect sense to me.”
