He smirked. “No one likes a cheater.”
“Is that not the definition of cheating?” she countered.
“No. Cheating is not following the rules, or breaking them to win, but I follow my rules perfectly.”
“You’re cheating now,” she laughed, “redefining the word.”
“Whatever you say, pet. Not like anyone likes me anyways.” He shrugged nonchalantly, emerald eyes on her face.
“Ohhh, fishing. Naughty.” She shook a finger at him. “You’ve done nothing to make me like you. Why then should I?”