CAN HE THROW THE FRESH CUPID OUT THE WINDOW?
A slight frown forms on Nicholas beautiful face and he steps forward, both hands on Phantasy's waist.
"Is this the end of the world to you?" He questions eyes dashing from the creature to her slightly pink earlobe.
"If it isnt, what do you call this?"
He tilts his head a little forward to gauge her expression. "You do not seem surprised."
She gave him a light chuckle one that drew the attention if the creature. "I would be a pretentious bitch if I said I was."
Now this was more than surprising to Nicholas.
"I wouldnt say I wasn't scared about coming here but it isnt as bad as I thought."
His hands move slightly up, caressing the sides of her breast. "You know some socialites piss there pants when they see the view."
"Must be scared little ladies who grew up gardening flowers."
"Now you sound like a sexist."