He knew Ana was watching how he buttoned his shirt and he intentionally took his time doing it. When he was done he flashed her a smile one she didnt return.
"I drank from the King and Rebecca." He tells her. Anas eyes went wide but before she could say anything, he quickly adds. "And i stopped Marceys heart about three times because she was starting to talk too much and annoy me."
"What the..." she couldn't even complete her sentence before he rushed to her front. "What are you doing?"
"You really don't like me?" He questions, some sort of urgency in his tome. "I like how you smell like me."
