“It’s that computer you’ve got. It does all the work and then you take credit for it, I know how it is.” She tried to look serious and honest while she was saying it, but lost it at the look on his face and just laughed until she couldn’t breathe. “Oh god, your /face/.”
“Oh, you busted me.” He lifted both his hands in feigned defeat. He smiled at the way she laughed at his expression. The woman’s laugh was sweet. “I like the way you laugh.”
“That’s good, because all evidence to the contrary not withstanding, I do like to laugh. Some days it’s laugh or cry, you know, and laughing is so much easier.” Summer poked Tony gently in the side. “I like your smile. This one, this real one, that’s not a mask so sharp I could cut myself on it.” She waggled her fingers demonstratively. “Shall we make an agreement to smile more often together?”