Wendy Higgins Quote

Well, I'm over it. Let's just forget about it.He blinked at me, seeming surprised by my easy forgiveness. I gave him a small smile and took a sip of my juice. He leaned back in his chair and observed me.How's your orange juice, Ann? Does it have a touch of lime?The glass paused at my lips as I processed his innuendo, and I took a second to make sure my embarrassment stayed hidden inside. I let the drink swish over my tongue a moment before swallowing and answering.Actually it's a little sour, I said, and he laughed.That's a shame. He picked up a green pear from his plate and bit into it, licking juice that dripped down his thumb. My cheeks warmed as I set down my glass.Okay, now you're just being crude, I said.He grinned with lazy satisfaction.I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm just enjoying my breakfast. He took another bite and I shook my head. The boy had a major effect on me, but some of the shock factor was beginning to wear off, and I found myself being less offended by his incorrigible nature.