"Well … I …" Vesmore looked down as he put his hands together and began to twiddle his thumbs, "Like I said, I was just curious."
"Oh?" Lars raised an eyebrow, "Is that so? Because that's not how it seemed to me, dear."
"Huh?" He looked up at the purple man, "What do you mean by that? What other motivations would I have for asking you that?"
"Well I think I might know the answer to that …" Lars placed both of his hands on the armrests of the chair before he leaned in really close to the young warlock and began to whisper into his ear. "I have a feeling that you, dear, might be … Interested in me."
This caused goosebumps to appear all over Vesmore's skin as he gasped in shock.
Why is he doing this? Wondered Vesmore as he began to blush a deep shade of ruby pink, Why does he want to know about my intentions?
