Fox sat up and took a few sips of her water before gesturing as if she was about to splash it on Dylan. He just looked at her with a smile. In the end, she put down the cup.

“Stop being such a kiss-ass. When are you going to return my stuff to me?”

Dylan sat down opposite her and repeated himself. “I really don’t remember where I put it. I haven’t found it yet. When I do, I promise I’ll return it to you myself. You just have to leave me your address and contact number. Why don’t I buy you a ne