Teasing Phoenix
She scowls.
“You.”
“Me?” She points at herself.
“Yeah, if not, you’re already running away from me.”
She pouts then beams. “Yeah, why am I still here? You’re an annoyingly hot tease!”
I laugh out loud while she’s trying to control her laughter that turns her face red.
“You just admitted that I’m a hot tease. An annoyingly hot tease.”
She shakes her head. “I need a restroom, you, Alexander Phoenix, King of Cocky.”