Leia froze, feeling as if every fiber of her being was jolted while her heart raced.
She turned towards Xavier and feigned nonchalance as she scoffed. "I have to give it to you—you really know your way around a girl's heart. But I'm immune now, so just spare me."
In fact, it was almost a habit for him to flirt—to speak ambiguously, then make a clean break from her when she was lost in love. When that happened, she would not even cry…
Hah! That was why no matter how much her heart raced for him—no matter how much she loved him, she was not about to fall for the same trap.
All those ambiguous words, stirring emotions, and enigmatic affection? She would rather live without those!
"Really? What a shame…" Xavier trailed off.
However, a hunter as experienced as he understood that Leia was just being obstinate and not actually eager to leave.
As such, he walked up to her, staring at her dainty, fresh face as he wiped the pepper sauce staining the corner of her lips, and said slowly, "Ruthless, aren't you? Leaving just as I finally found my resolve to get in the game."
Leia's heart pounded, a little deflated as she gulped, "What do you mean, 'get in the game'?"
"I, Xavier Stuart, sincerely invite you, Miss Leia Osborn, to clean this messy room of mine and be my new guest."
"W-What are you talking about, cleaning my room? What do you take me for—"
Before she could finish, Xavier had leaned in to kiss her in the next instant—gently, briefly, and innocently. His eyes were closed as he locked his lips against hers with focus and tenderness, his long, thick eyelashes brushing against her cheek like how a butterfly's wings would flutter.
It was a strange coincidence of metaphors since Leia did feel butterflies in her stomach, and she felt like she could take flight—her toes and fingers stiffened as she stood there, her mind going blank as if she had been sealed within a bottle.
Nonetheless, she could not help closing her eyes and answering his kiss.
As he pulled away reluctantly after a long while, he asked with a raspy voice and a light tone, "Is this definitive enough for you?"
"Haha! That's spicy? Don't you know that I'm feeling embarrassed about this?"
"Well, it really was spicy… Just like pepper crayfish."
The man held back a laugh as he confessed his true feelings.
Her lips were soft, but the taste of spiciness lingered since she had so much pepper crayfish.
It was memorable, just like she was to him.
"Oh, you mean that?! I'm so embarrassed I could die!" Leia buried her face behind her palms, feeling so embarrassed she needed to hide right then.
"It's alright," Xavier chuckled. "That sort of spiciness applies too. I have faith in your potential."
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