Page 9 of The Love Penalty
“Because you didn’t believe the results.” She gives me a pointed look. “Because you’re actually a Slytherin.”
I smirk. “Guess that makes me Harry Potter. He was kind of split between those two. Could have gone in either house.”
She makes a face, sticking out her tongue before slaying me. “No way you’re a Harry. You’ve got Gilderoy Lockhart written all over you.”
“That coward?” I gape at her, then growl in my throat. “Woman, you don’t know me at all.”
I’m kind of half joking, but the statement seems to shut her up, and I feel bad for killing what seemed to be a lighthearted moment.
She’s going back to her perpetual frowny-face, and I’m trying to decide if I’ve got the energy, or willpower, to get her smiling again.
Thankfully, the quiz master steps up and gets things going.
We nail the first round with ease. It was history, and I know she’s majoring in that, so I let her answer most of the questions, even though I knew them as well.
For the second round, I take charge because it’s sports, and she obviously doesn’t care too much because she barely knew any of the answers.
Our food arrived in the middle of the geography round, which we were cruising through, and then we only got one wrong for the entertainment round.
She ate ten of my fries while we tried to remember who won the Best Actor Award for the 2014 Oscars. I will never admit this to her, but Matthew McConaughey was a lucky guess on my part. I was tossing up between him and Leonardo DiCaprio and just happened to fall the right way. She was convinced it was Eddie Redmayne for The Theory of Everything, but she wasn’t holding the phone, so… lucky for us.
She stole my last two fries, and I growled at her, but she ignored me with a grin, munching away while smearing her greasy fingers on the screen.
“What is the rarest blood type in humans?” She looks to the ceiling.
“AB negative.” I wipe my fingers on a napkin.
“Are you sure?”
I roll my eyes. “You don’t have to ask me that every single time. Yes, I’m sure.”
“Fine.” She bulges her eyes like I’m the unreasonable one.
Honestly, she drives me fucking nuts!
So, why the hell do I want this night to last?
“And final question of the evening…,” the quiz master says while my gut deflates.
Seriously? I should be happy, but…
Lani turns to me with a little grin. “We’re gonna win this.”
Damn, that look on her face right now.
My brain takes a quick snapshot before she turns back to the front.
“What is the heaviest organ in the human body?”
We both think on that for a second before I snap my fingers and we say in unison, “The liver.”
Her lips stretch wide and she flashes those straight white teeth at me before punching in our answer.
“Done.” She sits back like she knows she’s aced the test, and I can’t help snickering.
“You’re like the top of your class, always, aren’t you?”
“It’s the only place to be.” She looks at me like I’m dumb for thinking otherwise.