"Are you embarrassed?" He asked with a smirk.
"Are you doing this on purpose?" She had to remind herself not to raise her voice. Vampire hearing was already good enough.
"Maybe," he replied.
Mauve fought back the urge to smack him. That wouldn't do anything.
She was seated on one of his legs while he leaned back against his seat with his legs apart. Her dress covered most of their lower part.
Mauve tried to stand up but he stood her, holding onto her waist in a deadlock.
"You don't really mean for me to sit here, right?"
She asked.
"What's the problem?"
"This!" She exclaimed in frustration.
"What do we have here?" A familiar voice asked.
Mauve realized she didn't notice him until he spoke. "Louis!" She squealed, turning around to look at him.
He climbed up to where she sat on Jael's legs with a cup in his hands. It was hard to see the contents as it was a metal cup.
