She felt like she had to do something to end the awkwardness. Richard, sitting beside her, tilted his head as she went to reapply her lipstick, and he saw her take off the cap and reapply it to her lips.
“What are you staring at?” Angela shifted her gaze to him.
“Nothing.”
Angela had an epiphany and asked, “Are you interested in me? And what exactly are you planning to do to me?”
Richard replied with a straight-forward gaze, “Nothing.”
“You look like you do! Hah! Why did you even say that you are here to protect me? You should be the most dangerous one there.” Angela looked at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.
Richard frowned when she said that, but his teammates laughed out loud, which he could hear on his earpiece. Listening to their typically dignified captain get embarrassed was a rare treat.
“Richard, give in to her already! However, you’re not at a loss because Miss Meyers is so pretty.” And he could hear someone beginning to boo at him.
Richard took off his earpiece, put them in his pocket, and told Angela next to him,
“It’s green now.”
Angela bit her red lips in annoyance. Why couldn’t she get rid of him? She couldn’t stand the thought of spending the day with him.
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