#split pov

Throwback Thursday

Idiots in love (that is, the next chapter of What Winning Looks Like) hopefully coming tomorrow ...

“Well, I do already know some things." I raise an eyebrow at him. He smirks in response. "You're clearly intelligent. You speak at least three languages fluently and are well-versed in Tyrrish customs, despite being quite obviously not from here. You're in college, given that you room with Bodhi and Liam's boyfriend. You slayed a worthy adversary with nothing but your words without even getting a metaphorical scratch on you." He brings me back close to him, bending down to whisper against the shell of my ear. "I also know you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." I do my absolute best to keep breathing normally. "In that case, I know quite a lot about you as well." He straightens back up and copies me, raising his scarred brow. I copy him, smirking back. "You're at the very least Tyrrish nobility, given the fine fabric of your suit and your bearing. Despite that, you try to act as normal as possible, given your callused hands, probably that scar on your face, and the fact that you smell a bit like leather." I blush slightly, but continue on. "You're loyal, given what I've seen of your friends, as well as tolerant and caring, given the unorthodox relationship of some of those same said friends." I am very tempted to try to throw him off balance the same way he did to me, admitting that he's the sexiest man I've ever met, but I feel like a man like him would be used to that. Instead, I grin mischievously. "And you're afraid of cats."