Chapter 91

They'd eaten in compatible silence together. Then, they'd cleaned up the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher together. Now, they were making popcorn. Together. Because she'd done a Jedi mind trick on him and Jason was still in her apartment.

On their fourth date.

Shit. In the whole of his lifespan, he'd never gone past three.

"Was that some kind of teacher ploy? Getting me to stay?"

She smiled, watching the microwave as kernels popped and buttery goodness scented the room. "Nope."

"Reverse psychology? All you females learn it at a young age."

She laughed. "Nope."

"Drugged the stir-fry?"

A baleful glance. "All I did was point out your actions and highlight the pattern. You chose to try, to stay. So we'll watch a movie and see if you can avoid hyperventilating."

He crossed his arms. "I'm not freaking out."