Quite A Night

“Everything okay…?” He said, trying to be cool as if it was just a polite question.

But all his cool was gone as he looked at Claire’s round eyes. It was just a glance, but it made his heart stop for a second. He clenched his jaws as he felt a weird sensation in his gut.

“Of course…–” She said with her usual style, gentle yet sarcastic. She even let out a fake sweet smile.

“--Why wouldn’t I be okay…when your friend tortured me for the last three and a half hours? Apparently, my eyebrows were too thick, my size is not small enough, and when I asked for less tall heels he said, ’Beauty is pain, my dear…’ – Why do I have to wear all of these again…? This is a charity dinner after all, right, not some pageant event…?” She asked kindly after finishing all her chatters.

Is she always this cute when angry? Hunter thought after glancing at her shoes which looked great on her feet.

Which was a bad decision, now his thought running back to the gutter. Anyway--! He stopped himself.