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"Simply to speak with you," he said, raising his hands defensively as he took a step forward, "You've been playing this little game of running away and avoiding me so this seemed the only way to do so."
"Cornering me in a closet? Right. Let me out."
"Darling if you would just allow—"
"I'm not listening to you Loki, what you did during our duel was uncalled for, and I don't want anything more to do with you. Let me pass."
He sighed, looking down at me. "Very well, if that's what you wish."
He turned to the door to open it. The doorknob rattled and he fought for a moment, before turning back around to me. He offered an apologetic laugh.
"Seems there's a slight snag."
"Jesus H. I swear if you tell me it's locked—"
"It's locked," he finished.
I groaned, leaning against the back wall.
"Well I suppose since we're here, you might as well hear me out," he said, striding over until he was only a foot across from me.
"I'd rather not," I folded my arms, "There's nothing to hear out, you're awful, you've made it very clear. There's nothing else to discuss."
"The duel was to settle an argument. I merely won, and if you can't handle that, then don't go challenging people if you can't back up your claims."
"You're kidding, right?"
"And as for Bodil," he went on, ignoring me, "I was simply teasing, love. I have eyes for only you."
He got close as he said this, stooping and bringing his lips close to my ear. I shoved him back.
"Keep talking and I'll cave your face in."
"Go for it," he said, spreading his arms, "I'm wide open."
I quirked a brow. All I wanted was to hit him. Instead I shook my head, turning away from him.
"What's the matter? Begun to realize the inferiority of Midgardians? Afraid to take on your superior in a fight?" He taunted, lips directly next to my ear.
I growled, whirling around and slapping him clear across the face. He turned back slowly, rubbing his jaw and chuckling lowly.
Suddenly, his hands shot out and he pinned my wrists against the wall at my back.
"My, you're bold," he said with a smile, "And lovely, and witty, and cold, and perfect. I've eyes only for you. You belong here in Asgard, among your equals. I only want you to see that."
"I don't believe a word from your mouth."
"Don't you?" He said, "Pity. It's all true."
I bit my lip, thankful for the darkness of the closet that hid the fiery blush consuming my face.
"Each time I see you I feel robbed of breath. I am captivated by the way you move, the way you speak, the way you laugh. The things you make me imagine, Alivia—" he shook his head, sighing, "There's one woman, and one woman only to whom my affections belong. Forgive me if I occasionally cannot help but to taunt you. I do love seeing you riled."
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