I sighed deeply as I sat at the reserved table, awaiting Blaze's arrival nervously.
I quickly ordered a shot of vodka, hoping that it would calm my nerves a little.
I heard a little chuckle from behind me and felt the heat of his magic, like it was enveloping the whole room. Whatever trick or bond we have, it was really starting to make me feel things that I simply should not be feeling.
'Hey gorgeous, sorry I am late. The traffic was awful'. Blaze smirked, as he placed a sweet kiss on my cheek.
He then took his seat opposite me, still smirking at me. Especially, now that my face was all red from embarrassment.
'Blaze'. I sighed.
Blaze wore a smart black shirt with black trousers; now that his sleeves were rolled up, I could see he has tattoos running up his arms. Ironically, flames were tattooed running up past his elbows.
His hair was in its usual neat, flashy style; shoulder lengthened bright red hair, neatly bound by two braids on either side of his head.
