“Did that come off as cocky? I was hoping for brash and adorable,” he teased, grinning crookedly as he looked away and then back to Arthur. “So, where does leave us? You haven’t argued I’m handsome, we know you are, and we are flirting, aren’t we,” he said, that shyness showing through in asking that question.

“So are you indulging me? If so, do tell me, Love. I’d hate to ruin what could be a charming friendship with my own horrid behavior in front of a dashing yank.”