Maya chuckled, "Don't be nice, I look terrible be honest." She fidgeted with a button on Dalton's coat she is wearing.
"I saw you when you walked in. You look beautiful ; even with all the bruises, you still look beautiful.." he earnestly said.
Maya's lips parted as her heart thumped. She didn't know what to say to him for complimenting her. The silence between them fueled her nervous shyness.
"Wait for me, I will be right back," Dalton suddenly said. Maya didn't get the chance to respond as he dashed out of the car.
Maya rested her head on the dashboard and got lost in her thoughts.
Why couldn't she say something back?
Something like. 'You are dashingly handsome too.' Chat with him like a confident, eloquent woman will do. But here she was acting like a shy teenager.
This is her third encounter with him and she still can't help but act nervous.
He makes her feel nervous.