Oh! A couples competition!" I shriek as I pinwheel over to a advert emblazoned with the words "Find your partner's compatibility today!"
I freeze as I realize my own words. I half-expect Ignifex to tell me it's hokey but he must be feeling more guilty about said incident as he agrees to participate in this "farce" as reparation. For his misdeeds of course.
"This is the necklace as proof of your participation, you can keep it if you want." He clasps the gold-plated chain with a faux pearl hanging by the tip around my slender neck. I tell myself furiously to stop blushing, but when he is bent over and clasping jewelry around my neck.... It feels intimate, for a moment I can allow myself to believe we are really a couple. The way his smoky grey eyes narrowed or danced around in the light. The way he sits cross-legged or even the way he talks is decidedly Ignifex-ish. I just can't get enough.
