âI didnât say anything.â She replied, amused at how bothered he looked by the little comment. There were certainly far less hygienic men on board. Ace didnât even come close. It was just fun to tease him. It made her finally understand why so many people enjoyed riling her up too.Â
The reaction was cute. Wait, did she just use the word cute? Shit.
âThree packs of jerky.â She held up three fingers, wiggling them around. âIn exchange for the location of your hat.â
ăâ ă-- âThree packs o--oh, come on.â Really? Was she serious? He groaned, moving to check his back pocket. He kept a few packs in there for a snack here and there. If it wasnât someone else hustling him, it was his damn crewmates.
âHere.â He held out three packs, knowing sheâd probably just say something else and walk off. Heâd find his hat one way or another. It wasnât like sheâd wear it or anything.. well, it WOULD look good on her--wait. Hold up. Okay, yeah, it was a nice thought. Oh, well. Heâd let that thought come back later.
âNow whereâs my hat?â