Alexander forcefully nudged him. "Whatever made you think I have my eyes on her?"
Charles rubbed down his aching shoulder. "The few seconds it took to look away from her." He deadpanned. "Your overstated compliments? Your insincere attention? Need I go on? Stay away from them."
"You misinterpret my intent. All I spoke on was her beauty."
Charles turned to him. "Best to leave it so."
