"Can I have your contact info?" The beautiful lady, Aella, parted her lips as she asked in a calm, neutral tone, her voice carrying a quiet confidence that made the simple question feel strangely intimate.
Arthur was a little taken aback by the directness of her approach. For a heartbeat, he just stared, caught between surprise and mild admiration.
'If only girls were always this direct with their emotions and feelings…' he couldn't help but lamphoon internally, the thought edged with humor and a flicker of disbelief.
Putting on a calm smile, he glanced at her curiously. "Yeah, sure."
Aella's expression didn't shift one bit. Even with Arthur's reply, she remained collected, unreadable, and he couldn't tell if she was pleased to receive his number or just going through the motions.
Perhaps he was giving himself too much credit.
