““Looking up at Max he asked, “Do you recommend anything?” He kept his eyes low and to the table, trying but failing to keep his eyes open against the bright sun light. “You okay?” Max asked, watching as Landon struggled to meet her eyes. “I’m trying not to look at you,” he replied. “I’m sorry, what?” “I mean I’m trying not to hurt my eyes.” Max crossed her arms over her chest and raised a wicked brow. Landon shielded the sun with his hand and finally made eye contact with her. “That came out wrong,” he said apologetically. “It sure did,” she said with a chuckle.””
