Theodora glared as Gerald doubled over holding his stomach. His loud laughter rang the air with buzzing humour that Theodora didn't share at all. She waited, annoyed, for him to sober up.
"Are you done?" She asked dryly, with a frown decorated on her face.
"Oh… oh my stars! I… I can't b-believe this. Ohh!" Gerald tried to calm down.
When he noticed her glaring at him, he raised his hands in surrender and blew out air through his mouth. "Okay. Alright! I am not laghing anymore. But tell me one thing, Theodora. From where do you get such crazy ideas? Sometimes I wonder what runs in that pretty brain of yours." He said amusingly.
Theodora tsked before holding his arm- the action that didn't go unnoticed by Gerald. She was more comfortable with him than before. Where she was not even letting him come anywhere near her, she was now holding him, touching him, slapping his chest whenever she felt like it.
Well… that was progress!
