Vanessa's POV:
I prop my feet on the table in front of me, hold my teacup in one hand and sip the goodness of the lovely content. It is amazing, relaxes the nerves too and makes sure that everything is better when one is done.
"I don't think that there's anyone as beautiful as you in the whole wide world." Charles says, poking his head in from the doorway.
I smile at his charm. "There it is, the smile that I've been longing to see." He says and I roll my eyes before taking a longer sip.
I know that he's just messing with me. I glare at him. "Why do you love lying so much?" I inquire and he stares at me in an astounded manner. "Yeah, I'm not insecure or looking for compliments when there are none. There's no need for you to bother about that. It doesn't get me excited." I tell him.
