"Why did you get so bold?! Is this going to be normal now?!" Ainsley growled and reached out to pinch Sinclair's cheek. However, since the dragon's face was still very close to his, Ainsley still caught the bold person send another peck at him.
"Yes. You don't like it?"
"Ass." Ainsley only pulled harder, but a certain kind of blush was on his face. He was so close to Sinclair that he couldn't bring himself to push the other away because of measly advances. His plan to draw the line completely went down the drain. Was there really a way for him to stop Sinclair, or should he just pray that this dragon wouldn't kiss him in public?
His main concern was not even himself; it was Sinclair's reputation and how much those enemies of his in the business world would love to drag his name across the mud.
