"Alex, what did you put in this" I said, sputtering out. "Oh nothing, just that I may have told the cooks your love for Sour lime juice," he said smiling sweetly at me.
"You never answered my question, Princess," he said. "What question?" I whisper-yelled at him, using my sleeves to scrub my tongue.
"That's not very lady-like" he pointed out. I glared at him, and he raised his hands in mock surrender. "Feisty, this one" he whispered to Emelda but loud enough for me to hear. Emelda laughed at his joke, I turned my glare to her and she stopped laughing faking a cough.
"I said, how does victory taste" he repeated. I smiled through the war that was happening on my taste buds. "I guess you'll never know," I said looking deep into his eyes.
Alex shuddered, "You are really scary when you
