“Dominic, you’re actually… not as cold and terrifying as the rumors say.”
Dominic lifted his gaze, voice low and steady. “Oh? Then what am I like?”
Sloane lifted her fingers, pretending to count. “Gentle. Surprisingly gentle. Don’t deny it, I saw you combing Summer’s hair.”
Dominic’s expression froze.
“And magnanimous,” she continued, eyes glinting mischievously. “Fair and righteous. Not to mention, that hacker you took down? Brilliant move.”
He arched a brow. “When you start talking like that, I can’t help but think you’re about to ask me for a favor.”
Sloane tilted her head and laughed softly. “Is my flattery that obvious?”
Dominic paused, his serious tone almost comical. “It usually is.”
Her laughter spilled freely, light as the wind. “You see? You do have a se
