Poor Max Brennet

“Are you saying I haven't been sincere with you?” I tilted my head, feigning composure that I already lost.

Shawn’s face immediately crept into a frown. “Of course, not. I meant I want you to act more like the female that you are. Stop being so masculine when you have that banging body. It is only men who try so hard to hide what they feel. I know what you feel. I can almost feel it dripping down your eyes every time our gazes interlock. I came to know more overnight too.” He did his seductive look of licking his lips and dimming his eyes simultaneously.

His guts! His PRIDE!

“I like your confidence, Mr. Donnelly.” I folded my hands in front of me, a part of my mouth curled up in a playful smirk.

If only I could slam the entire table on his head.

Shawn found too much humor in my words. He shook with a low taunting laughter. “You sure are a stubborn one. Just when I said you were coming out of your shell, you went ahead to put a lock on it!”

“I’m glad you matched my humor.” I piped. “T