Texas giggled as he clicked something on hiscomputer.
"Are you listening to me?" Iasked.
"Yup."
I rolled my eyes and reached for the hem of my shirt. Texas’ gaze darted away from his computer screen as he focused on me. I paused and slowly let my hands fall back to mysides.
"Hey!" He stuck his lower lip out andpouted.
"Just checking," I said with a grin as I strode around the kitchen table and took a seat next to him. "What are you doing anyway? I thought you already froze heraccounts."
"Oh, I did all that in a couple of hours," he said, returning his attention to the screen. “I’m working on something else now.” My eyes followed the same path as his, but I couldn't really make out what he was doing. There were columns, spreadsheets, usernames, and passwords. Dozens of numbers. I felt like my eyes were going to roll into the back of my skull. I quickly glanced away and shook myhead.
"What?" Texas smirked. "Too much forya?"
"Definitely too much," I agreed. "So..."
"So?" His fingers moved lightning fast on the keyboard in front of him, his eyes glued to thescreen.
"I think we've accomplished the task of fucking with her," I said. Even though it hurt my brain, my eyes couldn't stop going back to his screen. He was so fascinated by whatever he was doing that I couldn't help it. "What are you doing?" I asked again. I noticed how he hadn’t answered me earlier, not fullyanyway.
"I'm making things a smidge bit more difficult for her," he said, another laugh bubbling up from the depths of his throat. It wasn't a normal laugh. It was more of a hyper-hystericalgiggle.
"Uh huh..." I looked at him, waiting for an explanation and when it was obvious he had forgotten my presence—again—I prompted him once more. "And just how are you doing that?" Iasked.
He snorted. "Oh, I just stole her identity, that'sall."
"Oh, I see." I nodded. "And what are you doing withit?"
He snortedagain.
"Texas!"
He started, his fingers pausing over the keyboard as he turned towards me—eyes wide in confusion. "What?"
"Focus," I said sharply. "You stole Teddi’sidentity?"
He nodded. "Yup." He popped the 'p' at the end of his one wordedanswer.
I slapped a hand to my forehead. "You realize that's illegal,right?"
"So is freezing her accounts," he pointedout.
My mouth opened, but no sound came out. He was right. He had me there. He had even said so before and we hadn't cared, but... "It's one thing to freeze her accounts, but what exactly are you doing with her identity? I don't want you to get into trouble if you get caught. One thing we can probably get away with, but multiple infractions is a little harder to hide. The more you do, the higher the risk of you gettingarrested."
"Oh, don't worry," he huffed with a wave of his hand. "I don't getcaught."
"That's not—" I sighed, reaching up to pinch the bridge of my nose in irritation. This time his laugh was lower, less mad scientist-y. I looked up and when I caught Texas smirking at me with amusement, I couldn't let it go. "What?" Idemanded.
"You look far too much like Knix when you pinch your nose like that," hesaid.
"Ido?"
He nodded. "You do." Then he tilted his head at me. "Of course, not so much like him that I wouldn't want to do this..." Texas leaned forward and stole a kiss. His lips moved over mine—there one split-second, gone thenext.
"What—you—Texas!" I groaned. "You don't playfair."
He snickered. "All's fair in love and war,Princess."