It felt like he had been staring into those eyes for a very long time. It was normally just gray eyes that almost always reflected his image, but today, the glint was different. For some reason, it was starting to glow in wanting.
Push! Ainsley's hand shot up and pushed against Sinclair's face. With strength comparable to a punch, Ainsley quickly deflected the scene in front of him. "Whatever movie you're trying to quote, I haven't watched it yet. Don't expect me to know the next line."
Actually, he was only scared that those eyes would mean something else.
Even if this was exactly what Sinclair was expecting, he was still mad about the force applied. Ainsley didn't even bother preserving his dignity at all. The dragon just stepped back and consoled his nose that took on most of the hit. In a growling voice, he answered, "Sure. Anyway, we should head to the billing window."
