"Eh? No, what are you talking about? Why will I be shy? You make a nice joke." August tried to laugh it off, still ignoring eye contact with her.
"You know what?" Azrael whispered in his ear before looking back at him. This time her hand went forward, forcing his chin to look at her directly.
"You look cute when you try to suppress your feelings' ' Azrael spoke, her fingers tracing the lining of his lips. "You were staring at my legs, weren't you?" Azrael muttered in his ear.
"What are you talking about? There is nothing like that. You're thinking too much." August tried to get up, denying her accusations.
Azrael pushed him back on the bed, her hand pinning both of his hands, not letting him have any chance to get up.
"Eh heh, Augustine. Don't you know honesty is the best policy?" Azrael smirked, enjoying every bit of his struggle. She expected him to react like that, that was the joy after all.
