Hanz was slightly ahead of me as we walked back to our rooms at the end of lunch, he probably knew I was there behind him being a vampire and all. They have an impeccable sense of smell.
"So... you and Henrietta, eh?" I goaded.
He turned back to frown at me and slowed down so we walked at the same
pace.
"God no, she's the last girl on my mind."
He exclaimed.
"Why?"
"I saw the way you two were flirting, don't try to lie to me." I wiggled a finger towards his face and he lifelessly pushed it away, looking both irritated and embarrassed.
"Alright so maybe." I could've sworn I saw a tint of pink dust on his cheeks.
"She's alright when she gets used to you."
"Ha! She'll never get used to me."
"Anyway, what has it got to do with you that I may like her? Are you jealous?" He
teased,
