Ruh Roh (One on One)

"I like whatever you want to call me."

 

She flushed, running a hand through her hair embarrassedly.

"Sure. That's, uh... that's lovely."

 

"So, how do we make a cake?" she asked, coming up and leaning against the counter.

 

Her flush was immediate and deep, spreading across her pale cheeks, the contrast making her golden eyes almost glow in the dim light. She turned away quickly, trying to hide her reaction by burying her face into the recipe.

"Right. Right. The recipe."

 

"Mmm... Flour. Flour. That's how you pronounce it, right? Like a flower? Flour?"

 

"Your language is strange," she said, pursing her lips as she sat on the edge of the counter, her legs swinging. "It can be really confusing if you don't know it well."

 

Her brow furrowed and she glared at him, enryli swirling through her wings momentarily.

"Stop that."

 

"Stop trying to confuse me," she said, twirling her finger in midair. "It won't work."

 

A golden light came from her pointer and she raised an eyebrow.

"Keep at it. I dare you."

 

"Trying to confuse me with your language. You have no idea how smart I am in my mother tongue."