150 Blood Fasting

A moment later in Ikaris' room...

"So... Was that all you wanted to see me about?" Malia retorted flatly with a coldness coming out of nowhere.

Ikaris was stumped. It wasn't the reaction he'd imagined after telling her about all those blood vials. He didn't know what he'd done wrong, but from the way she was glaring at him as if he'd stuck a dagger in her heart, she clearly expected something else.

All of a sudden, remembering the wide eyes of the two women a minute earlier, it clicked in his mind and a glint of mischief flashed in his eyes.

"Did you think I was going to confess or something?" He teased her as he came closer and leaned his face toward her until they were within two inches of each other.

Malia could feel his warm breath tickling her face and she was immediately flustered. Blushing helplessly, she quickly broke eye contact in panic.