Unable to help myself, I cast Sookie a sidelong glance and a genuine smile from where I sat, arms braced against my thighs, hands dangling between my knees. There wasn't a hint of sarcasm to it.

"You're not mine to give, Sookie," I pointed out, and turned my attention immediately back to the water, lest I do something stupid like seem as if I cared about that particular deficiency.