A slight, dramatic sigh escaped Esme's lips. She tilted her head to the side and stared at him, her expression softening in the same way it always did when she was trying to rein in her playful teasing.
Esme's smile was sly now, like she knew she had won this round. She crossed her arms, feigning an air of superiority. "Yep, that's right. You're lucky I love you. Now, stop overthinking everything."
Ray groaned and threw his hands up in defeat, a defeated smile spreading across his face. "Honestly, Esme, I swear you're going to give me a heart attack one of these days."
With a laugh, Esme leaned in closer, her hands resting on his shoulders as she spoke with mock seriousness. "I'm just giving you a hard time. But really, you don't have to worry about Aaron. He's not my type. And honestly, if anything, he's a little too intense for me." She paused, raising an eyebrow at him, clearly pleased with herself.
