She smirked at his confession, her brilliant blue eyes traveling down to pay attention to undoing the button she had been playing with before, letting her fingers slide down to undo the next button before turning back to him. She remembered the first time she had met him, and how she couldn’t believe how intense his eyes were. They weren’t like any pair she had seen before. Even now, as she stared into them, she was fascinated by them. It was one of his many endearing qualities. “So does that mean you don’t want to play anymore?” She undid the second button, looking down again as she went for the third. “If so…that means I win, by default.” The third button was undone, and she looked up at him again, moving towards the next in line. “And if I win…I think I deserve a prize.”
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