But, I know… arguing with him even more will not lead us to anything at all. Knowing his type, I know he would just love pushing with his game if he sees it effective in pissing off the other party involved, and that’s something I would not want to happen.
Swallowing my pride and temper, I calmed down, trying to dismissed the irritation I felt with his sarcasm.
I forced a smile and took a step closer into him to initiate a good nonverbal cue to let us engage in a much connected way.
“Yes, actually yes. I am asking about the thing that happened right after that when you told me about you knowing my secret,” I started to explain with my eyes locked on his.
Oh goodness gracious! God knows how much distracting those deep orbs.
I quickly look away when I am noticing somet
