This one guy I dated used to take me fishing.” Aidan’s eyebrows move up his head. “Oh? Did you . . . did you like it?” I smile with no teeth. “The fishing? No, not really.” I can’t hear his chuckle over the sound of the wind, but I can see it by the look on his face and the way his shoulders shake.
Pet peeve: when books act like a normal, un-funny comment is enough to induce shoulder-shaking laughter.
