"But someone once told me we always end up where we're meant to be, and this is where I'm meant to be. With you."
― Ana Huang, Twisted Games
Sloane Kingston
"Oh yeah?" I feigned surprise. "So, this fierce competition that Angela was talking about, the one I should not be scared of, doesn't ring any bell?"
I watched his lips twitch and then bend in a pout.
A pout. On Christian's lips.
"Like no bells whatsoever?" I pressed, getting acquainted with that expression of his for the first time ever. "Really none?"
Christian Allister kept pouting, which in turn made me want to smile as wide as I could go. Not that I would. I suppressed the urge.
"Oh, okay." I shrugged. "I'm sure getting mobbed by overexcited bidders is a common occurrence for you then, Allister." I teased him because how could I not when he looked all … mortified and ready to come out of his skin? Plus, he had teased me first anyway.
