He looked at me. "You want to go, don't you?"I shrugged. "I really don't mind."
He smiled. "I can tell."
"Tell what?"
"You want to see Nic."
"No, I don't-"
"I can tell."
"Well, you're wrong..."
He shrugged, still smiling at me.
I shook my head. "Why would I want to see Nicole?"
"Because..."
"Because what?"
"I don't know... Just because."
I shook my head. "You don't know what you're talking about, Raymond."
He grinned at me. "I know."
"I mean, I wouldn't mind seeing her... just to say goodbye and everything... but I'm not bothered if I don't." I looked at him. "There's nothing between us anymore, if that's what you're thinking."
"Right," he said.
I glared at him, trying to look annoyed, but it was impossible. The way he was just sitting there, staring wide-eyed at me, grinning his head off... I couldn't help smiling at him.
"I don't even know why I'm listening to you."
"Pardon?"
I grinned at him. "You think you're funny?"
He laughed. "I know I'm funny."
-Pete Boland, Black Rabbit Summer by Kevin Brooks