~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. Cue that sweet, innocent smile that he could always pull off (just because he was a goth meant that he couldn't do it). "Careful what you wish for, baby. Come on then. Let's go.'' As talk went onto Esme's father, Olly relayed in his mind the day he had first met the man. It was no lie that he had been slightly scared of Maddox. But that was in the past. Now he and Maddox got along quite well. "You're an intimidating little monster,'' Olly said fondly then laughed. "You did? I'm so sure he was forced to listen to you.'' Maybe this would explain why him and Maddox were like friends now. Whatever the reason, he was grateful. And while Esme finished up, he kept that fond gaze fixed on her. |