Brian's POV:
“Where are my shades, Mr. Objective? Hope you haven’t lost them.” She’s playing the words, smirking with those inviting lips….
The shades…. My pocket. Yeah…. I didn’t even realize when I put them here…. I’m smirking and give them to her. Mr. Objective has another win…. MUHAHAHA! My baby….
“Here, baby. Why? Did you think I’m a wreak?” I’m twisting my head at her in a winner smirk.
She’s taking them without looking at me, as I’m next to her, and puts them on.