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“Oh, sure, you are, but that does take all the fun out of it.” Her smile nearly matched his. “Very detached curiosity, that. Like I’m a specimen. I don’t think I like that.” Summer’s green eyes held more than a hint of challenge now. “You’ve seen all my flashy tricks, Mr Stark. Anything else you’d like to see?”
A self-obsessed smirk tugged at the corner of the billionaire’s mouth. “What exactly are you implying?” He stared at her with an equally as challenging gleam in his eyes.
“Oh, anything you like. Ask me anything. I know you’re still curious.” Confidently, she stepped within arms’ reach. “Should I be challenging you to take a picture now, Mr Stark?”
A dark brow quirked in amusement, “So you went through all of this for a picture? Well why didn’t you just say so?” He chuckled. “I assume you’d like an autograph as well.~”
Summer arched her eyebrow right back. “Ah, now we’re back to the beginning. I can get all the pictures I want, really, off the internet, and what would I do with an autograph? No, I only thought since you keep watching me, you might want a picture of me. Of course, your camera might break taking it, but that’s your risk, I suppose.”
Intrigue was sparked once again as she mentioned the possible hazard to his camera. “Break? I wouldn’t say you were, that, unphotogenic.” He grinned his infamous assholian grin. “I kid, clearly you are a very attractive woman,” and he eyed her in appreciation to further emphasize his statement. “What do you mean ‘my camera might break’?” Tony tilted his head curiously.
“Mmm, I think I am.” Summer shook her head. “I don’t photograph well at all. You’re very kind to lie to me so, but I know what I look like.” The face she made at him was confused and vaguely suspicious. “Now why does that make your curiosity perk up?”