Broken by One, Desired by All
"So what are you implying right now, Charlie? That because my head is supposedly small, I have a small brain as well? Is that what you think?! Because I'll have you know…"
Charlie didn't even flinch. He simply shrugged, an absolutely infuriating smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he started backing away down the track, clearly enjoying my reaction far too much. That smirk… the one that said he knew exactly which buttons to push and took genuine pleasure in pushing them.
"I never said that, Caroline," he replied, his tone maddeningly innocent. "But hey, if you insist on arguing with anatomy, who am I to stop you? Though I have to say, watching you measure your own head is pretty enter