"All I know is, this is how I want to treat you. Aubrey Lee Young."
"Ohh…"
"Oh?" Rhyland teased. "You got me spilling my innermost thoughts and all you say is 'Oh.' You slay me, love."
Aubrey's cheeks reddened at his response. She was really at a loss for words. Rhyland has a knack of doing that.
"You really shouldn't treat me too nicely." Aubrey finally mustered a reply. Her eyes trailing the ground as she spoke.
"And why is that?" Rhyland challenged. He already missed her eyes on him. Surprisingly, he realized he always wanted her attention on him.
"I'll get greedy." Aubrey said honestly without looking at him.
Beside her, Rhyland shot Aubrey with a disarming grin.
"Greedy for me? I don't see how that's bad."
"In fact it sounds darn good."
'He's doing it again.' Aubrey squinted her eyes at him.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're a flirt?"
"I only flirt with you, princess."
