He felt his chest tighten at her comment. "It does not," he protested, his brows furrowing. "You're no- no..." There was no proper word to use—harlot, whore, escort, prostitute, etc. were all too vulgar to use. "It doesn't matter; your intentions were completely noble—you likely did save my life."
Setting aside his pride to admit such a thing—especially anyone outside of his office and definitely Miss Lynch—was something he was usually reluctant to do, but it was likely the hex-gone-wrong might have had more permanent effects if she hadn't defied him by taking him to the hospital. Not to mention that he was beginning to care for her, but he wasn't ready to admit that to himself or anyone else yet. Getting attached was dangerous, seeing that this... this situation was a perfect excuse for her to cut the acquaintance and disappear forever.
(Tldr; Feelings are awful, and he should be avoiding them at all costs.)
He flashed a cheeky grin up at her finally. "You definitely would have had the last word."
Setting aside his pride to admit such a thing—especially anyone outside of his office and definitely Miss Lynch—was something he was usually reluctant to do, but it was likely the hex-gone-wrong might have had more permanent effects if she hadn't defied him by taking him to the hospital. Not to mention that he was beginning to care for her, but he wasn't ready to admit that to himself or anyone else yet. Getting attached was dangerous, seeing that this... this situation was a perfect excuse for her to cut the acquaintance and disappear forever.
(Tldr; Feelings are awful, and he should be avoiding them at all costs.)
He flashed a cheeky grin up at her finally. "You definitely would have had the last word."
— set by MJ! —