Her pulse tripped faster at that, and she simply stared at me. I stared back. I liked this game. Where she tried to figure out if I was lying to her or not. I always told her the truth. Except that one time. But it was necessary. I lied to her when I accused her of using her Influencer magic to warp the judges at the semi-finals. That was a ruse to distract her from the fact that I wanted to tear her clothes off and fuck her on the lobby floor. Still did, actually.
