He picked up his phone and waved it at me. “Google is an amazing thing.”
I had been outsmarted by a search engine and a teenager. I was officially old, and yet, I wasn’t even that old.
“Can you believe this?” I hissed at Parker. “I’ve been outsmarted by a teenager.”
“Are you really that surprised? You should have seen what he taught me to do with my phone the other day.”
Curious, I looked at him. “What was it?”
Parker ducked his head, turning away from me, striding into the kitchen.
“What was it?”
“Nothing.”
“It had to be something. You aren’t blushing like a schoolgirl because of some really hard fix.”
Spinning around, he hardened his jaw. “It was a filter, okay?”
“A filter? Like a coffee filter. A —”
“A duckface filter.”
I stared at him.
“It was for work.”
I nodded, not smiling even though the muscles in my face were aching to be set free.
“Purely informational.”
Again, I nodded.
“Everyone else knew what it was. I figured it was some kind of thing I needed to know in case it came up. For a report or something.”
That was the lamest excuse ever, but still, I said nothing.
And it was bugging the hell out of him.
“Okay.”
“I’m serious,” he scowled. “It was purely for the sake of knowledge.”
“Knowledge that you very well needed,” I added, trying my damndest not to smile. I even pulled my lips between my teeth, hoping to stop my lips from spreading wide. He would not appreciate me laughing at him, but a duck face? Come on!
But when he rolled his eyes and spun away, I lost it and burst out laughing.
“Are you serious? Those things are for girls!”
“I didn’t mean to, okay?” he scowled.
“You came home and asked about it!” I said, chasing him around the island as he ran away.
“I was trying to figure out what they were talking about!”
“Do you have pictures? Please tell me you have pictures!”
He spun and glared at me. “I deleted them.”
