“I only left the food and the note.” Danny held up his hands. “No peeping. I had some time to kill this afternoon and thought you’d think it was…cute.”
“Cute,” Cho repeated with his lilting voice. “Breaking into my house is cute?”
“You break into places all the time,” Danny said.
He had Cho there, and the man’s amusement betrayed itself, but he didn’t gesture Danny inside just yet.
“Plus, you steal things,” Danny pointed at him accusingly, “whereas I left something foryou. I think that should earn me some brownie points.”
“Points?”
“Yeah. How about we keep score as long as points can be traded for lewd acts in the bedroom?”
Cho’s paltry front dissolved in lieu of a grin. Stepping back finally, he opened the door the rest of the way. “You’re lucky you chose dinner from somewhere I like because believe me, Sparky, the points are in my favor at the moment, and I plan to cash in all of them later.”