by T L Swan
“You should get that ring,” a male husky voice smiles over her shoulder.
She turns in surprise. “Oh.” She smiles, taken aback at the forwardness of the young man standing too close behind her. He has dark, curly hair, with a huge smile and dimples in his cheeks. His right eye is slightly turned and his confidence can probably be recognized from space.
“And why should I get it?” She smirks.
The young man’s eyes dance with delight. “Because if you do, you win a date with me.”
She laughs out loud. “I’m not sure I want that, to be honest.”
“I think you would.” He smirks.
She feels her cheeks heat under his gaze. Oh, this boy is special and she feels her heart flutter with nerves.
He picks up her hand and holds it in his. “I’m Alastar.” His eyes hold hers and he smiles cheekily. “Pleased to meet you. Your name is?” He raises his eyebrows in question.
She smiles mischievously. She likes this game and she shakes his hand. “My name is Emmaline, and for the record, I am not going on a date with you.”
His eyes twinkle at the challenge and he gives her a cheeky wink. “We shall see, Emmaline. we shall see.”
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