Chapter 15

I grumbled a bit but went and sat down.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" he said with an eyebrow raised and a cautionary tone.

"Nothing," I replied quietly before grabbing my pizza up once again.

"Oh, I see. So instead of crying, my beautiful lady is snapping at me."

"I'm not beautiful," I did snap this time.

The room got dead silent. Even the crickets outside refused to chirp for fear of what was to come.

"Excuse me, what was that again?" he said in a deceptively soft tone.

"I said, I'm not beautiful so please stop saying that. You don't have to give me false flattery," I repeated honestly.

"False flattery?" he parroted in the same tone that was making me nervous.

"Yes, false flattery. I know what I look like, I have a mirror. I'm not ugly but I'm not gorgeous either. I am what would be considered average. I have average brown hair, average brown eyes, and an average build. I am the normal boring… average. So as much as some women appreciate your flattery, I appreciate honesty."

His hand c