“I’m putting on a show, Human,” he said. “For the stalkers.” Right. The ‘stalkers’. Cress leaned back in his chair, his beautiful smile not budging an inch, and Kate could have smacked herself. He was trying to embarrass her. “Wow. You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” She pointed to her red cheeks. “Very much.” “You’re seriously evil.” “You don’t know the half of it.” “What’s your plan? To embarrass me to death?” Kate folded her arms, trying to calm the flush in her face. Cress tapped the brim of the empty latte cup. “If I make you like me, Human, maybe my next enchanted kiss will stick.”
