“I try.” He winked, laughing when I raised an eyebrow. “I’m kidding. I don’t need to try.”
I smacked his chest with the backs of my fingers. “You’re such an idiot.”
“It’s why I’m so endearing. I mean, who wouldn’t want a complete and utter idiot who makes kids laugh by singing Humpty Dumpy out of tune?” He carefully put his things in the trunk of the car.
Warmth spread through my stomach and I smiled, leaning against his car, my eyes following him as he walked around it. “Oh, yes. A guy who can make kids laugh is the most undesirable thing ever. How dare you be so cute?” I rolled my eyes and sat in the car.
“Cute? Did you just call me fucking cute?”
I looked over at him. Well, he looked kind of offended. “Honey, you have dimples. Dimples. You are, by default, t