"I was the best choice you ever made." A cocky smile spread across his lips and he leaned towards the table.
"Why, Mia... I believe that you, making the choice of barging into my room was the best choice you ever made." And the smugness that was ever present on his present, glowed like the sun. I looked away with a roll of my eyes and stared at the back of the computer monitor.
"It was one hell of a sparring session, wasn't it?" I chuckled, remembering how revolted I had been when he had made some crude remarks.
"It was." Something in his voice makes me snap my head towards his direction. The look he has in his eyes makes me stiffen. My lungs refuse to suck in the air that it needs. I just stare at him for a moment or two, wondering how I was going to escape the charm of this man. "They do say practice makes perfect," he suggested in the most innocent tone he could muster. A shocked chuckle left me, and he soon joined me in the laughter that followed.
"Smart-ass."
