“Tell me, White, where the fuck would you hide such a big and heavy corpse like mine?”
Got it. Don’t talk about his dad.
“I have a giant freezer in the basement,” I revealed smugly.
“Pfft. With your ridiculous tiny arms you wouldn’t even be able to move a newborn.”
“Hunter, what are you talking about?”
My gaze slid from my thin arms to his enormous ones.
“You should take some classes for boxing or something like that. You’d at least know how to defend yourself in situations like this.”
“You just took me by surprise,” I explained.
“I threw you against the wall in two minutes, White. Do you really have a giant freezer in your basement?”
“Honestly, I don’t even have a basement.” We both burst out laughing.
“I’m not offering this to you again, otherwise you’ll faint.”
James played with the joint between his fingers.
“Classy.”
He looked up to stare at the sky.
“You’re cute when you shut up for two hours in a row.” Then his eyes darted down quickly and met mine. “And when you’re not attacking people with a fucking toy knife.”
Remember you hate him.
As much as I couldn’t stand him, it was really hard to be around him. Especially when I was wearing fuchsia pajamas with highlighter-yellow bananas when he always looked perfect whatever he was wearing.
“I didn’t expect it to be so hot in California.”
James scowled. “You’re really someone who stoops so low as to talk about the weather? Really?”
“And you’re really someone who’d stoop so low as to fuck your own girlfriend’s best friend, aren’t you?”
He laughed, biting his lower lip.
“I knew you were too smart for small talk.”
“Meaning?”
“You’re a fucking busybody. You move around just to hide your real intentions to ask uncomfortable questions.”
“Such as?” I challenged him, recognizing the glint in his eyes. The same one that I thought I saw every time I provoked or argued with him.
“Like indirectly asking me if I have a girlfriend.”
I shook my head and let the locks of my hair fall on my face to cover my embarrassment.
“Look, I usually ask you things directly.”
“Not if it’s just you and me.”
I looked down.Couldn’t you be hot and dumber than a box of rocks?
