I stalked over to Eric and ripped the plate out of his hand. Ignoring his snooty grin. Even though just seeing it made my hair stand on end. “I don’t need your help with anything.”
“Allison.” My mom snapped. Happening to be walking by.
He probably asked her to follow just so she’d catch me talking to him like we really talk to each other.
He’s certainly that evil.
“Be nice to, Eric. He’s just bringing you some dinner. Is it necessary for you to always be so mean?”
“Yes.” Eric tipped his head down. Projecting a huge pouting lip. Though his blue eyes danced from beneath those dark slashing brows. “Is it necessary to be so mean to me?”
“You’re Satan!” I hissed under my breath.
He leaned in my room, so he was out of ear shot of my mother a short distance away, adjusting a picture in the hallway.
“Then come to the dark side, Allie Kat. You might have some fun...”
“You could do that too.” Those damnable dimples appeared in his cheeks and he gave me a quick wink before leaning back out, so he was in full view of my mother.
“Allison!” He cried so suddenly I nearly dropped my plate as I was turning from the doorway.
Thinking his tormenting was over.
And clearly mistaken.
“Whatever is in your hair!” He reached out and snatched the handful at the front of my forehead.
Making me wince as he tugged it just enough to be annoying.
“How’d you get gum in your hair? Jess,” He called my mom over. “does that look like gum to you?”
She came over and stepped between him and I to examine the fistful of hair he gripped. She blinked in astonishment.
“Allison!” She chastised. “How’d you manage that?”
He leaned around her shoulder to dramatically mouth “How?”