“The point is—”
Randy lifted a finger and shook it. “The point is, if you think I’m such a moron, then it would have made more sense to just say antifreeze in the first place.”
Vaughn lifted his hand to his forehead and pinched his temples with both thumb and pinkie. “Do you always argue like this?”
Randy smiled. “I used to be a lawyer, remember?”
“You must have been fabulous,” Vaughn said, his tone dry and un-amused.
“Yes,” Randy replied, lifting his chin. “I was.”
He held Vaughn’s gaze, but his eyes gave up before Vaughn’s did. After all, Vaughn had made sense and was too close to right to argue with. Maybe he wouldn’t have frozen that day if the truck had decided to give up on him, but he could easily see himself pulling the same stupid move in another month without even thinking
