Kyrian’s POV “Good boy,” Connie said, smiling with her eyes. “Boy!” I exclaimed. “I am a grown man.” She smiled even more pleasantly, “Do you realize you look really cute when you talk like that?” I glared at her, “Why would I want to be cute? It’s not as if I’m five years old.” “Cutey pie,” she teased me further. “Come to mummy.” I looked her in the eye and asked, “Did you move from calling me cute to flirting with me?” It was her turn to get defensive, “Why would I flirt with you? Don’t be absurd.” “But that’s what you are doing—” I insisted. “How would you explain ‘come to mummy’? I doubt you have a reasonable explanation. Just accept you were trying to flirt with me. It’s totally normal, it only shows that you are a healthy woman.” “No,” she insisted strongly. “It was a slip of the tongue.”“Sure, anything that makes you feel better,” I chuckled. A knock on the door stopped her conversation and Connie went to see who was at the door. I noticed her body language change the
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