“You’re going to find me a friend?” He stood, folding his arms. Wow. He was really tall. And now that he’d stood, her face was right at eye level with his crotch.
Hmm, this was a nice position to be in.
No. Bad girl, Maeve. You cannot think about sex right now.
“It’s so hard, though.”
“Excuse me?” he asked.
“What?” She stared up at him. “Did you say something?”
“You said something.”
“I’m certain you’re mistaken. Do you often hear voices?”
He eyed her. “You’re teasing me, aren’t you, girl?”
“I wouldn’t dare tease you.” She tried to stand, but he held his hand out.
“Stay there.”
“Why?”
“Because I said so.”
“That’s not a reason, you know.”
“Yes, it is. Because I said so.”
Her lips twitched. He was outrageous. And wrong.
He did have a sense of humor.
“Okay, Mr. Because I Said So, I’ll sit. But I’ve got to tell you that might not be the attitude to take when I’m finding you a friend.”
“Ya think?”
Hmm, she couldn’t tell if he was making fun of her or not. He had a really good poker face.
“So, would you like my help finding you some friends?”
“No.”
A car pulled to the curb behind them, but she ignored it as she glared up at him. “You know that’s really rude.”
“Is it?” He didn’t really look concerned. “Our ride is here.”
“What? What ride? I didn’t call for a ride.”
“You should have,” he grumbled.
Yep, she was starting to see why he didn’t have friends.
“Now, come on.”
“I don’t know that car. I can’t get into it.”
“Oh, now you show some sense of self-preservation. Where was that earlier? Get in the car, I’m taking you home.”