The Beta's Blind Date
“Ok.”
He stares at me for a long moment, then lets me go, and we both return to our seats, both of us leaning back against the cushions. Then he smiles, the grin stretching across his face as each second passes.
How can he smile? Nothing about this is smile worthy. “What are you smiling about?” I grumble.
“Well,” he says, laughing. “I’m two for two.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” I frown.