"…What classic line?" he asked carefully.
"That one," she said, poking his chest again. "The you didn't look at me like others line. Very old. Very dangerous. Used by handsome men since ancient times."
He actually laughed, a low sound escaping before he could stop it. "I'm not using any line."
"Yes, you are," she insisted, nodding to herself. "I noticed you immediately. Your face. Your height. Your stupidly good shoulders."
His brow lifted slightly. "You did?"
"Obviously," she said, offended that he even asked. "I'm not blind. I just didn't stare because I have manners."
That… made sense.
"So," she continued, suddenly very serious again, leaning closer until their noses almost touched, "don't say I didn't look at you. Say I looked once and then behaved."
He swallowed, eyes darkening as he held her steady. "Fine," he said quietly. "You looked once. And behaved."
She smiled, satisfied, and promptly rested her forehead against his chest again.
