Inigo really was a flirt..! He liked to sleep with others? Just how many people had he slept with?
As quick as that thought popped into Gerome's mind it was immediately squashed, killed and tossed away. He refused to think about that. The less he thought about Inigo's exploits the happier he would be. Though Inigo's next words caused Gerome ti turn his head to look down at the others. There was disbelief in that expression of his. Pure and unadulterated. Is presence had never put anyone at ease. The idea that he could make anyone feel special in any way was laughable. Impossible.
But there was something about Inigo's tone that told him that somehow, for some unknown reason, the idiot flirt actually believed the things that were falling from his lips. And Gerome didn't know how to reply. All words had died on his own lips. Three times now he'd opened his mouth to say something and three times he had closed his lips until he was frowing, genuinely confused.
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As quick as that thought popped into Gerome's mind it was immediately squashed, killed and tossed away. He refused to think about that. The less he thought about Inigo's exploits the happier he would be. Though Inigo's next words caused Gerome ti turn his head to look down at the others. There was disbelief in that expression of his. Pure and unadulterated. Is presence had never put anyone at ease. The idea that he could make anyone feel special in any way was laughable. Impossible.
But there was something about Inigo's tone that told him that somehow, for some unknown reason, the idiot flirt actually believed the things that were falling from his lips. And Gerome didn't know how to reply. All words had died on his own lips. Three times now he'd opened his mouth to say something and three times he had closed his lips until he was frowing, genuinely confused.