"I was just kidding. Why so angry?" While Quincy said he was just kidding, his mind was picturing something else entirely.
Seeing his mischievous grin, Ethan Dawson's expression soured, and he shot Quincy a vicious glare.
"What's so funny?"
Quincy rolled his eyes. "Can't I even smile? Ethan Dawson, don't go too far."
"Don't think I don't know what kind of dirty thoughts are running through your head."
Quincy put on an innocent expression. "I was just wondering if the sun will come out tomorrow. Is that a dirty thought?"
"Ronan Kendrick, do me a favor. Hypnotize Quincy. I want to know what he was really thinking just now. If it's not what he just claimed, hmph…" Ethan Dawson cracked his knuckles, looking ready for a fight.
Quincy clicked his tongue. "Men who get so hung up on details are terrifying. Unlike me, I'm generous and broad-minded."
Ethan Dawson's brow furrowed, his face contorted in disgust as if he'd just swallowed a fly.
