"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Alexa raised her hands, folding it under her bursts as usual.
Liam stared at her.
"You asked me questions, I answered. It was simple." He muttered, his eyes not leaving her, till she felt uncomfortable.
"Stop staring at me with those eyes." She said, glaring at him.
"What eyes?" He asked.
"The eyes you are using now." She raised her fingers to fake poke into his eyes, but he caught him, and she halted in her steps, her eyes widening with an inch.
"I don't think I could ever look at anyone that way. When they see you, it's hard to look away." He muttered, interlocking his fingers with hers.
"You....can't do this here. It is National Fashion Department." She muttered, gulping down.
"What can I do?" He smirked.
"Anything. Don
