love is a liar’s weapon

[ There’s the faintest hint of a flush that creeps up the back of his neck. It’s still such a novel feeling, to be wanted for himself here. He could count on his fingers the number of times that had happened back home. And then still probably have fingers left over to spare. ]

I’m pretty sure I’m the lucky one, since you apparently find redheads irresistible. [ His smirk is amused as he teases him. ] I’ve never been so happy not to have been born a blond. The sassy, though… Yeah, that’s just a hazard of me, I’m afraid.