August & MJ | AUGUST KNIGHT'S PARTY |
"Me? Cocky?" he asked feigning offense at the accusation. Really there was no way to deny that he was just a touch cocky. It was hard not to be when there were literally thousands of girls in the world that thought he was the hottest thing ever. Then again he didn't actually care about any of them. The one he did care about was the one standing in front of him looking very unconvinced at his feigned innocence.
"Maybe if just make sure I always have the ingredients for your drink, just in case you decide to grace me with your presence." He smiled at her with a grin that could only be accurately described as cocky. He laughed as she asked if he had forgotten the party. He glanced at himself. "Don't I get to define the best of party fashion?" he teased with a laugh.
August resisted the temptation to turn his head just enough to catch her lips with his as she leaned in to kiss his cheek. he would most certainly lecture him on how unacceptable that was. He raised an eyebrow as she told him she wasn't staying long.
"Oh? whos party were you in the neighborhood for?" he asked. August's eyes never left her as he brought his own drink to his lips for a moment. He couldn't look away from her. She was the most beautiful girl in the room.
"To fresh starts," he answered. Sure it was cliche but to a point almost everything about new years eve was cliche. and besides a fresh start with MJ was all he really wanted. Besides, maybe a fresh start would help him revitalize everything else in his life while he was at it.