“Well then, I can’t think of any other way to get rid of your frustration.” Evan still looks nervous, and cold, and Rene feels a little bad about putting him on edge.
At the same time, he’s having fun playing. “Can’t you?” Rene drawls, taking a step forward, and Evan swallows hard as Rene moves closer.
“What are you up to?” Evan asks suspiciously, which shows he’s a smart guy. He knows Rene wants something. He just doesn’t seem sure of what.
“What makes you think I’m up to anything?” Rene asks, closing in. He’ll give Evan his due—Evan has the spine to stand his ground and not back away.
“You didn’t smile once all day. Now it’s the middle of the night, we’re out in your yard, and you look like the cat that’s gotten the cream.” Evan doesn’t sound like he’s accusing Rene of anything, but
