“Children are a nice distraction from being busy. Or a great excuse to always be busy, I suppose. I didn’t mean to call you an accident, or if I did I can certainly say that no one would see you as such.” Fine, she was practically a kid but it couldn’t hurt to flirt a little. She was a nice looking girl, more than that if he was honest and there was only so much he could be around a fit bird without flirting.
Her questions had a way of surprising him, taking him off guard even. She asked honest, straightforward answers which was somewhat of a rarity around his crowd. “Work, politics, the usual. Nothing so serious that I am getting gray hairs, Salazar forbid, but serious enough that I can pretend I have stress in my life. You can’t seem too carefree, it makes you seem lazy.” He laughed at her remark. He knew she was joking but she really was. He was still too young for this and he was 25. He remembered feeling grown up at her age, he was wrong then and she was wrong now. There wasn’t anything wrong with that. Being an adult is more depressing than anything. “Enjoy it while you can. It goes quickly, especially when you’re forcing it.”
“She swears! Merlin behold, she knows foul language!” He was smiling like mad at that, feeling like he was talking to an actual human being and not some society doll. “If by accident you mean working out for at least an hour a day then, yes, yes it was. I do like cake though. There is a reason we’ll be having four different kinds after the game.” He paused, raising an eyebrow in her direction. “Have you been checking me out?”“Nah, it will be fun. I want to see you in your element.”