“Are you wondering about it too, or are you asking just because everyone else wants to know?”
He really sounded like he was having fun. He was teasing her, playing with her. She was annoyed, but a part of her liked it and wanted more.
“Stop being a smart ass and just answer the damn question.”
“You mean the one you still haven’t asked?”
He had the look of a mischievous little boy who knew he would get into loads of trouble but he still wanted to do whatever it was he was doing.
“Well, I can’t ask it when you’re being all….” she huffed, not knowing what to call him.
“A smart ass?” he laughed.
“You’re gonna get us kicked out of here, for good,” she scolded him.
“What can I do? I’m having too much fun. Would have been better to drink that coffee at the cafeteria but imagine what they would all say if they saw us there?”
He pretended to gasp, then covered his mouth with his hands. There was a look of mock shock on his face.
“You’d be as bad as I am,” he winked.
“Are you?” she asked.
“Am I what?” he repeated.
“Bad?”
“That’s what they say, isn’t it? And it matters most what they say, no?”
“Gosh!” She threw her head backward, feeling helpless. “Don’t you know how to talk like a normal person, instead of constantly replying with another question?”
“But, I am replying, no?”
“There you go again!”
“Would you rather I was quiet?” he wondered.
“I’d rather you talked more sense.”
“Then, ask the question finally,” he suppressed a bout of laughter.
“Are you a blood dealer
?” she asked, annoyed at how this was going and she didn’t even care anymore whether they would be overheard or not.
“Oh, that one!” he waved his hand dismissively. “Yes, of course.”
“What do you mean, of course?”
“I am a blood dealer,” he told her, so indifferently, that she could barely believe what she was hearing.
“So, you admit it?” she asked, immediately feeling stupid.
A part of her needed that further confirmation, just in case she didn’t hear him well, or maybe, he didn’t understand the question properly. Otherwise, would he really admit to this so easily?
“Yup,” he nodded again, with that same stupid look of indifference on his gorgeous face.
“But… why?” she frowned. “Why are you doing this?”