“Poor guy," Zack replied with such genuine pity that I almost bought it. Almost. “Hey, Steph, you mind turning down the heat from your glare? It’s making me a little uncomfortable.”
I glared harder.
“Seriously. Look I didn’t have anything to do with Rob’s injury if that’s what you’re implying. We were just tossing the ball back and forth. Now, quit with the laser beam eyes”