As soon as those words left his mouth, Emma's eyes widened. Her smug expression turned into fear and disbelief.
'Did I just say that? Out loud?' She asked herself, wondering why she had blurted that out.
James' flushed face returned to his usual arrogant expression.
"You think I'm 'cute'?" He asked the blushing girl.
"So you do find me cute," he said, answering his own question, bringing his face closer to Emma's.
Emma's cheeks turned a deep scarlet. She stopped walking, and James did the same.
She inwardly reprimanded herself for saying such things out loud, still wondering what had caused her to say those kinds of words. She never was the type to flirt, neither was she the type to fall in love too easily, but her past actions and doings proved this wrong.
She fully knew his overall arrogant personality would never let her get away with it. He'd remember this moment for the weeks, months, and even years to come.
