June's POV
"What does it matter to you?"
"It doesn't." He shrugged nonchalantly, only aggravating me further.
"Then why bother asking?"
"Curiosity?" He shrugged again.
"Sure." I rolled my eyes, but my feet were hurting.
"Quit being stubborn and come sit," he said, patting the spot beside him again.
"I told you. I'm not a dog."
"Whatever you say."
"Why are you like this?" I finally asked, feeling so confused by him. This night was long enough without him adding his whiplash of attitudes.
"Like what? Amazing?" Those clear eyes finally looked away from his phone, meeting my own.
"No, annoying."
"Am I getting under your skin, Princess?"
"Yes! Stop calling me that." I snapped at him, seeing him sport a stupid grin now. He hopped down from his spot, closing the distance betw
