“I don’t want anything, I can’t just turn off the charm.” he laughed taking a sip of his coffee. “It’s like a waterfall. If you try to stop it it’s just gunna wash over you harder.”
“And if I just … step out of the waterfall? If I’m immune? Does that bother you?” Summer listened with more than ears, this time. He was so intriguing, bantering back and forth with, yes, charming ease. But she’d already been burned by charming boys who wanted nothing more than to humiliate her. She wasn’t going to fall for that again. But it might be worth trying to turn the tables.
“I bet you /can’t/ charm me.”
“Oh you sweet naive baby,” Tony teased. “There is no stepping out of the waterfall. Once you’re in you’re in for life. No escape.” Tony grinned hearing her last comment. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say that was a challenge.”
She grinned back. “Oh, absolutely.” Setting her cup aside, she leaned forward, green eyes fixed to his, full of mischief and daring him. “Bet anything you like that you can’t do it.”
“I just don’t understand why you’re so willing to lose a bet.” Tony smirked, returning her gaze. “You will lose by the way.” He winked, taking a sip of his coffee to cover a chuckle.
“And how will we know I’ve lost? It can’t be anything so simple as hanging out together, or calling you. It has to be something I wouldn’t ordinarily do.” Low, she murmured, “Something to justify that confidence of yours.”