Warlock Ch 127. You're So Cute When You're Flustered *
"Damian," she said warningly, her eyes narrowing.
"Okay, okay," he relented, holding his hands up in mock surrender. "How about this? Let me prove I'm fine. If I can convince you that I'm good to go, you let me train. Deal?"
Evelyn arched an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. "And how exactly do you plan to prove that? By running laps around the room? Doing push-ups? Because I can guarantee you that won't convince me."
Damian's grin widened, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He stepped closer, closing the gap between them until they were nearly chest to chest. "I dunno," he said, his voice dropping to a playful murmur. "Maybe with something that'll really grab your attention. Something that'll make you moan and scream."
Evelyn's cheeks flushed, and she immediately stepped back, glaring at him. "Damian!" she hissed, though her voice wavered slightly.