IRIS
"You cheated!" I exclaimed breathlessly. He wasn't even panting much. It made me wonder about the kind of training he had subjected himself to.
"As long as I got you to register for my course, that's not a problem. I'm prepared to cheat in any way I can." He ruffled my hair and laughed.
"Why don't you come to my place this night? I want to treat you to something special."
"Why? Are you trying to make me feel better?" I folded my arms.
"Well, yes. I don't want you sulking in your room. That'd be too unpleasant to see. Just think of it as what a big brother would do for his little sister who was offended. Be a good girl and you might just be getting more special treatment from me."
"And being a good girl means registering for your course?" I arched a brow.
"Yuppp!" He affirmed, a
