“You’re wrong. I’m just irritated.” “Nah. You’re flattered.” He scooted away before she could shove him. They walked in silence for a minute before Sophie’s eyes dropped to her feet. “Could you really feel that I was irritated or were you guessing?” “You look worried – you wouldn’t have something to hide, would you? A secret crush, maybe?” “Never mind. Forget I asked.” He cracked up. “It’s almost too easy to annoy you, you know that?” She sighed.”
