Asher was acting like a goddamn cat; smug and lazy and apathetic. It made Ray bristle, his hackles rising.

"I love what?" He asked defensively, standing up and turning to Asher. He was slightly panicked but he hid it well. "Yeah, well, we're a thing now, but I'm betting if I'd asked you again what happened on a regular island day, you still would've told me I'm delusional." And because he knew Asher wouldn't reply unless he had to, he sucked in a steely breath and added: "Am I wrong?"