holding his hand to his heart, he feigned to be upset by her words.
β oh, how you hurt my wittle feelings. β
but he simply rolls his eyes and grabs his rum flask, taking a swig.
Emma rolled her eyes, though the corner of her mouth twitched upward.
"Please. If I spent all my time staring at how handsome you think you are, nothing would ever get done."
She folded her arms, giving him an amused look.
"Besides, someone has to keep that ego from