You are. You tap when you’re nervous. Why did you lie?
Pursing my lips, I type out a response.
Me: I don’t want to talk about it.
Torin: Talk about what?
Me: It.
Torin: What is it?
Me: Nothing.
Torin: Goddamn you, woman. You make no sense.
A giggle escapes me and I can’t help but look back at him. His features are bland, but fire dances in his eyes. He’s pissed at me and it’s kind of funny. My phone buzzes again. Tyler grins at me.
Torin: I love your laugh.
My heart rate skitters.
Me: I haven’t ever heard yours.
Torin: I don’t laugh.
Me: Is that a challenge?
Torin: I. Don’t. Laugh. I can’t. It’s not physically possible.
Me: Who’s the big fat liar now?
Torin: I’m not fat.
Me: But you are a liar. Ha!
He grunts from the backseat and I laugh again.
Me: I’m going to make you laugh one day.
Torin: Good luck with that.
Me: Let’s bet.
Torin: The odds are stacked against you…
Me: I’ll take my chances.
Torin: Thunder.
Me: You’ll give me your horse if I can make you laugh???
Torin: Thunder will always remain mine because I don’t laugh.
Me: Challenge accepted, big boy.