Betty's POV

I could never get used to the fact that this man was definitely sick in the head. How could he say something like that with a straight face?

"It is pure gold watching your expression and glare it makes up my day..."

Tormenting me day made his day. I was still straddling his thighs, which, as a matter of fact, was very uncomfortable, especially since he was so close. Even with the fact that I was sitting on his lap, his head was above mine.

My lips twitched. ...