“I hate to say it, but you’re right.” Sophia sighed, leaning into him as he walked her towards the front door. “I’m not that nervous though, am I?” She inquired, she truly thought she’d improved upon her nervous habits since meeting Jasper. “Just do your best, that’s all I ask. You know that’s not true.” It was uncomfortably silent for an extended period of time before he finally spoke up again. “No.” The brunette said softly, looking over at the taller male. “Are we?”
"I’m always right.” He tilted his head to the side with a grin, winking in her direction. “Jasper Lancaster is always right.” He wet his lips leisurely, a chuckle leaving him. “Of course you’re not that nervous. Do you think you’d still be here with me if you were a nervous wood-chipper?” After she fractured the silence, he turned to look at her, and he suddenly felt nervous. “I uh——…no.”
