SENDING SHIVERS RIGHT DOWN YOUR SPINE

irritation boiled under the veins of the maestro flirt, prickling and piercing. who did this woman think she was? she insulted him, abused him, and was now promptly leaving. just like that. a sly smirk crept over his lips, a warmth growing in his chest. he did quite like her style. he took a mental note to track her down at a later time and have another chat so-to-speak, before turning and heading out.

-exit-