"I see it has finally arrived." Ramon walked over to the desk, grabbed the folder, and opened it cautiously, taking a peek at Damian who had a wry smile.
"No funny business, huh?"
"Absolutely," Damian replied sarcastically.
"You're a stubborn man." Ramon looked up at him and said, "But a good one."
'Fuck you!' Damian wanted to spit out. But instead, he smiled and nodded. "We can agree on that."
"Can't you see I'm trying to help you out?" Ramon inquired, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Why? Because you think I'll lose my shit if you try to kiss me? In case you're wondering, I'm perfectly straight."
"Do you ever stop?" Ramon shook his head, looking away. "It will take more than one kiss to get through that thick skull of yours."
"Yes, I suppose you're probably right." Damian replied, looking back at Ramon. "So, what's the plan now?"
