When Miloni went back to the kitchen, Arko had kept a mug of steaming coffee ready for her. He was sitting on the rustic dining chair, holding the mug and staring into space.
She took a sip of the coffee and murmured, “Thanks…”
He looked at her then, “Sit. Why are you standing?”
At once, she took the chair opposite him but found it uneasy to face Arko so close. She looked down into the cup.
“When did you turn into an Alpha female?” he asked, his eyes lighting up with a teasing warmth.
Miloni shrugged, “I guess I always wanted to do something like this.”
“I remember you used to be our PT master’s favourite. You used to assist him during sporting events.”
“Yeah, I was keen to learn swimming but didn’t have the energy for it then,” Miloni said, the topic invariably taking her to Tuhi
