His brows rocket up towards his hairline. “Oh, don’t worry about it? Okay then.” “You don’t get to tell me what to do unless we're both naked.” He lifts his book again, refocusing his attention on the pages. “Have fun, but just know that you’re responsible for whatever happens to Michael tonight. In fact…” He eases into the couch as if he’s casually unaffected. “It’ll give me something to do later.” It’s then that I double over in laughter. “You’re insane.”
