Deal

"Show me the bullet scar on your left leg"

He furrowed his eyes, "you're kidding me, here"

"Are you being shy?" She didn't moved her eyes away but stared right into his eyes.

"Milady, let's eat here for now and I will show you later." He forced a smile.

"Why?"

"Because I am saying"

"I am also saying."

"Milady, you're being rude to your host." Valentine said. He knows his wound hasn't aged yet. It's still new. If pressed against it will reopen.

The waiter brought the food and placed it on the table in front of them and there were others too to serve them. Her honey blonde eyes were still looking in his blue ones. She was persistent.

"Are you for real?" Valentine said, " there are people looking at us", he tried to cut her off.

"Then ask them to not to look"

Being accustomed to royal life where people even bathed you and served you every second. She was used to people eyes and she never felt uncomfortable. It