Soleia's eyes quickly widened with surprise by the boldness of Ralph's words. Her throat felt dry as she felt heat quickly rise from her neck to her cheeks, and soon enough, her face was the color of beetroot. She hurriedly turned away, her entire body tense with embarrassment.
This man! He was too suave for his own good!
"That is the sort of talk that has got women like Evangeline falling head over heels for you," Soleia said with a slight pout as she recalled the events that happened a few days ago. She thought about it every now and then, and she hated to admit how it sometimes bothered her even in her dreams.
"In that case, is it working on you?" Ralph asked, and Soleia immediately turned to look at him with pinched lips.