Charlotte looked down at Liam with the kind of delighted expression that usually preceded an exceptionally irritating conversation.
"Well, shouldn't you be happy to see me?"
"I was happy before I saw you."
"Oh, sweetheart. You really do know how to make a girl feel special."
Liam considered closing his eyes again. Unfortunately, he knew enough about Charlotte to understand that ignoring her would only encourage more creative methods of harassment.
She leaned slightly closer, examining his crossed legs and relaxed posture with obvious amusement. "Meditating, are we? How responsible. How disciplined." Her smile widened. "How wonderfully obedient."
Liam's eyes narrowed a fraction.
Charlotte noticed immediately.
"Oh?" she said. "Did that one touch a nerve?"
"You wish."
