The dinner continued in a way neither of them had fully expected.
Ethan had a way of making her laugh. Not in an overly exaggerated way, but naturally — like he wasn't even trying.
His dry remarks, his sarcastic takes on things, and the occasional well-timed eyebrow raise had her giggling more than once. It was strange how comfortable she felt around him.
"So, you're telling me you once fell into a cement mix?" Ethan raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly.
Riley groaned, hiding her face in her hands. "It wasn't that bad…"
"Oh, no, I think it sounds exactly that bad," he teased.
She peeked at him through her fingers. "In my defense, I was distracted."
Ethan leaned back, clearly amused. "By what?"
"…A really cute dog."
There was a short pause before Ethan let out a chuckle. "A dog made you fall into cement?"