 Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN
The cheek kiss was not a victory. It was impulse. Those were two completely different things. The second of which did not equate to winnings, thanks.
She actually laughed when he said sweet and innocent. There wasn't one sixteen year old boy she knew that embodied those words. The only guy she could think of that even came close was Bentley's little brother but he was also two years younger than them, which only proved her case further.
"Please, innocent?" Chloe good naturedly rolled her eyes. "That's not-"
She stopped.
Or something. Those words were begging for trouble. She supposed that was to be expected when it came to lions. They were always nose deep in trouble in her experience. "I thought you were doing something?" she answered cooly.
__________________  |