*Saphira's POV*
I raised one eyebrow. "You don't like fairy tales?" he guessed. "No, It's not that I don't like them. Their just so unrealistic."
"I don't believe in true love and all that nonsense," I admitted. He smirked at me. "May I?" he asked and without waiting for me to answer, he pulled my hair down and put my hair-ribbon in the pocket of his grey shorts. I blushed fiercely, I hoped he didn't notice. Get a grip. Get a grip I chanted to myself.
"I love your hair when its loose," he said. I flushed again.
"Am I messing with your brain again?" he asked while wiggling his eyebrows. Shoot, he did notice.
I tried to change the subject. "Lynn has revealed some other secrets, and I'm curious about those too…" I said while trying to find the right words. "Tell me, what are you curious about," Benjamin prompted impatiently.
