“I am used to your mood swings by now, little human. It is one of your many endearing traits.” “Well, that’s promising. Would have been pretty awkward otherwise.” “You are awkward,” he said, and I wasn’t sure whether it was meant as sweet talk or an insult. “And I love you.” The former, then. “Yeah, yeah, I love you too, you big lump.” He smirked, probably hearing the word ‘big’ and nothing else. I kissed the arrogance away. “Let’s get to the ravishing part already.”
