"It seems that way, doesn't it.” What in Merlin’s name was he playing at!? It seems that way??? He wasn’t supposed to say that he missed her. He was supposed to say that he enjoyed the time apart actually. That way, they could all just MOVE ON already. Not that she wanted to move on. No wait, she did want to move on. Not that she was stuck on the idea of him or anything. Definitely not that. Or um, what was this about again? AHEM. ”I, well, I suppose not,” Let’s make one thing straight, okay? Tiffany Price did NOT stumbled over words. Just like how she DOESN’T fall ill. How she DOESN’T wear fake handbags. And how she DOESN’T have feelings for one Ezra Bellamy. Only, there’s only so much you can lie to yourself about not doing. And Tiffany Price, well, she was guilty of most. This had to end now. The stumbling over words, the unexpected remarks, THAT STUPID FEELING IN HER STOMACH. It all had to stop right now…. Please? Trying to recompose herself, she began again, ”Maybe I just haven’t found the right teacher Ezra.” Better, right? Maybe. Ugh. At least there wasn’t any stumbling around. ”Have an recommendations?” She was trying to be playful again. Attempting at mirroring his stupidly adorable little smirk. It was so much easier the first time they had done this. ”Though, I can’t really blame you. But maybe you just have to try a bit harder next time,” Could someone bring her a glass of water, and QUICK? She was starting to feel her throat dry up. Just another thing Tiffany Price DIDN’T typically have an issue with.

FINALLY, she once again regained control of herself and the smile was no longer as wide as it had been mere seconds ago. She wasn’t allowed to feel this way. It wasn’t apart of the rules. She was here to throw the game in. Not to start it over. So then, how come what he had to say next… How come it made her heart drop? She let the shock of it all sink in for a few seconds too long, before finally collecting her thoughts. ”Well, I’m here now, aren’t I?” It may have not been much, but it was big for her. It showed that she did care. Or maybe that was just it. This small gesture, it didn’t really mean anything. It was only because she kept herself from any gestures at all, that this felt so big. To him, though, it was probably just another day. Just another CoWorker. Did he miss all his other CoWorkers immeasurably? And furthermore, why was she even questioning it? Did it even matter? He could miss whoever he wanted. As immeasurably as he wanted. Tiffany didn’t care. He could do whatever he wanted. It wasn’t like they were… together or anything. Not that it mattered. No. Exactly, it didn’t.

And yes, she was aware of the closing distance between them. But no, she wasn’t going to think about it. Though, he was making it pretty damn difficult. Just another thing he did to mess with her game. Maybe that’s why she was failing so miserably? How could you play a game if the opposition refused to play by the rules. All his fault. Every last ounce of it. All his. ”Matters of the heart?” What. Ezra Bellamy WHAT? ”Despite popular opinion… I do have one, you know.” A rather insistent one at that. One that kept panging an insisting on being heard. Yes she KNOWS you stupid heart. She KNOWS. Just because she was trying to ignore it didn’t mean she wasn’t well aware of what it wanted. Oh, she was more than just aware. She was standing in front of him, after all. Letting her eyes move over to the floor for a split second, she took a small breath before looking back up. It just wasn’t as easy for her. She did have to deal with matters of the heart, much more regularly then he may think. But, she couldn’t deal with them, which was the stem of this whole entire predicament. She wanted to admit to… Ahem. Certain matters of the heart BUT SHE COULDN’T. Didn’t he understand that??? She just couldn’t. It would be against every rule out there. Against her better judgement. Against everything.

Though the question, that got a nice little snort out of her. A little one, okay? ”Why, do you like it when I watch you?” Because that could be arranged. Though really she did watch him. All the time. Eye candy. But only when she thought he wasn’t looking. And then times like now, when she’d give him a nice long sweeping glance up and down. From the very collar of his shirt, to the cuffs of his pants, and then back all the way up to the frames of his glasses. Beautiful people should be appreciated, she knew better than anyone. She was one of them. And Ezra, he was a very special one of them. A new kind all together. Totally checking him out. So much for restraint.

And oh Merlin, he was close now. Very, VERY close. And she wasn’t sure if she could control anything right now. Not even her legs which were surely about to buckle down any minute now. So instead of whispering back like she would have done— in respect to the game ’n all— she chose to take as swift side step. And now that she could SORT OF breathe properly again, she began walking around him, until she could properly maneuver into his cubicle. Turning her head back, she gave him a quick smile before turning back and making her way to his desk. Where she soon made herself at home on. Mostly due to the fact that she really needed to sit. Her knees were going to give out, okay? And the closer Ezra got, the worse they seemed to tremble. So sitting. On his desk. Ahem. Hope you don’t mind, Ezra. Oops? She kicked one leg over the other, and rested her hands on her knee. ”So, tell me Ezra… What have you been doing to keep your mind off busy— and off me of course, since you’ve been missing me ever so immeasurably?” Okay. Back to square one then. She really couldn’t hold back anymore. It was back to the flirting game again, wasn’t it? Except only this time it wasn’t even a game. Behind all of the little witty remarks, there was a heart. She really did have one, alright. And it was doing strange things.