He grins. “Really? And how was it?”
“Oooh, you /wish/. Nah, it’s just gonna slip away, overlaid by all the other things going on my life.” She winks. “Shoo, ridiculous man.”
“I wish? I actually thought you were wishing it. Not out loud, at least. You’re extremely hard to read right now…” He narrows his eyes on her playfully. “No. I won’t shoo. I’m not a pesky animal nor am I ridiculous.”
“I’m always extremely hard to read. Poor boy, does it bother you if I’m not pining for the dream to be real?”