Well, he's not taking the hint, flirt harder, M
From Create Your Own Story
Undeterred by Nathan's attempt to dismiss your playful banter, you flash a charming smile, leaning in even closer, your lips dangerously close to his ear.
"Well, Nathan, I may not be an expert in root vegetables, but I am quite proficient in appreciating a man who can handle sharp objects with such intensity," you purr, enjoying the way he tenses up at your proximity.
Nathan takes a step back, clearly uncomfortable, and shoots you a stern look. "Okay, seriously, cut it out. I'm just trying to cook here, not audition for a romantic comedy."
You chuckle, reveling in the challenge of cracking his stoic facade. "Come on, where's your sense of adventure? Cooking can be a sensual experience, you know. Just look at the way you handle that knife."
Nathan lets out an exasperated sigh, pushing back his hair. "What has gotten into you today?"
Trailing a finger along the edge of the countertop, maintaining eye contact. "I'm just appreciating your many talents, Nathe. Your hands are magic"
Nathan narrows his eyes, irritation evident. "Look, I'm not in the mood for this. Can you please give it a rest?" Not giving you chance to potentially continue your advances, and his patience notoriously slim on his best days, Nathan clenches his jaw. "It's distracting. I'm trying to concentrate here, and you're making it difficult. Can you please go bother someone else?"
