Chapter 18 - Two Sinfully Handsome Devils Part 8 (2/2)

He came to a halt suddenly, which surprised me because I had to stop along with him, being tightly embraced in his arms like this.

As I stood there, watching and waiting for him to respond, I felt the warmth of his fingers behind my nape, digging into my hair while his thumb rubbed the sensitive spot behind my ear, which made me quiver.

He said, a grin playing about his lips, ”Are you bargaining with me, little elf?”

Is he doing this to annoy me?

I nodded. ”What if I am? Now, what's your answer, my lord?” I emphasized the words my lord to irritate him as well, since he seemed to imply that he didn't like me addressing him as such.

He leaned his masked face close to me and said, his eyes twinkling, ”All right, then. I'll call you Alfie, but in return, you'll call me Felix and give me a morning kiss daily.”

I could only stare at him, flabbergasted. He is joking, right? Surely, he has to be joking.

Kiss him? Every morning? I didn't even do that sort of thing to my parents when I had been little. At least not on a daily basis. And why had he already assumed that I'd be sticking around to warrant giving him morning kisses? I was no longer a suspicious person in this land, after all, which meant that I could venture wherever my heart desired. Of course, what my heart desired most was to find a way home, back to St. James Manor where my parents were.

”I beg your pardon?” I couldn't help but request a repeat.

He didn't seem to mind reiterating what he wanted. He said, ”I'll call you Alfie. In return, however, you'll call me Felix and give me morning kisses.”

I suddenly burst out laughing. I couldn't help myself. I didn't know if this was this land's culture or their ways of doing things or not, but I still found it weird and rather amusing. After all, I barely knew this man, and why on earth would I agree to do such a thing as to give him morning kisses daily, simply because I wanted him to address me as Alfie instead of little elf?

When I managed to stop, I said, ”Why would I kiss you, Felix? And I'm a boy. Why would you want to kiss a boy?”

Then it dawned on me. Is Felix gay?

He chuckled. ”No, I'm not attracted to men, little elf.”

I blushed. Did he just read my mind?

”Then that's fine,” I said. ”Problem solved. You're not attracted to men, and I'm definitely a man.” I even banged my small, delicate fist against my chest like the mighty Tarzan to demonstrate that I was all male (which I wasn't) and filled to the brim with testosterone (estrogen and progesterone, actually).

”There isn't any problem in the first place,” he said.

I stared at him. Is he even listening to me?

”Now, will you give me morning kisses daily or will you not?”

I shook my head in the negative. ”No, I will not, Felix.” It was then that I realized I had just addressed him as Felix and not my lord. What the hell! I just got caught out by myself.