He leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms behind his head so the bottom of his shirt skimmed the button on his pants. "I thought about going to college once," he said, a contemplative look on his face.
I shook my head at all my distractions so I could focus. "I don't care about that right now. I want to know why I was just attacked for the second time by a person with glowing green eyes."
Mase raised his arms to the ceiling with an exaggerated shrug, then settled his hands back behind his head. "I wish I knew. He's usually a mellow kind of guy. Weird, but mellow."