#mayadhaas

An exhale that resembled a chuckle escaped him as his eyes shifted to fully examine the gorgeous witch beside him. “Is that a thing? To be happy about random people’s ability to get some action?” A brow was raised curiously as he quickly began to scan her face, trying to figure out why exactly she would mention the couple across the room with their tongues down each other’s throats; the two who seemingly couldn’t get enough of the other person and couldn’t wait to get a room.

“Well, look at you. If you really wanted to be getting ‘laid’ right now, you wouldn’t even have to try to get more than a few volunteers.” His words, though flattering and perhaps flirtatious, were given without him noticing just how complimentary he’d been. Granted, that was the same for half of the things he said to Maya– because had he truly thought about how many accolades, regardless of the fact that they were often earned, he’d given her, he’d be sick to his stomach. He hated to admit he wasn’t the best and that no one even came close… but having her on Bricket Wood’s side was worth a little passive admiration. Besides, Roman had an entire plate full of power-related concerns that kept his attention far from worrying about who was sleeping with whom, and he was not the type to praise a woman into seduction.