“You’re a pain in my ass,” I snap, pushing to stand. This conversation is getting nowhere fast. “You expect me to fill out an employment contract and have a key made to my house for a stranger? All because you needed to get a rise out of me?” “Tada!” he booms dramatically, spreading his arms wide. “He has risen!” I brush my hair out of my face. “What the hell are you talking about now?” “You’re acting all high and mighty like you’re the second coming of Christ or something with that long, luscious hair.”
