You're a bit surprised at how strong his grip is for his age, but you weren't going to be caught off-guard by his sudden question. Not wanting to seem like a pervert, you quickly deny that you were staring at shoes. It was a bold-faced lie, and you knew it but you had no choice in the matter. You only hoped now that Brendan didn't see through you.
"I wasn't staring at your shoes!" you nervously exclaimed, shaking your head violently.
Brendan looked at you with a cocky smirk, his nervous demeanour fading. His grip tightened a little, which made you gulp and flinch a little.
"Are you sure? Because I definitely caught you staring at them more than once," Brendan said teasingly. His blue eyes seemed to pierce through your very soul.
"No, no, no, no, no!" you replied back, your denial getting even louder with each word spoken. Your cheeks started turning a bit red, which didn't help your situation any better.
"Don't play dumb with me!" he chuckled, leaning a bit closer and placing his face near yours. He whispered softly in your ear, "You know exactly what I'm talking about. In fact, just drop the act and start...
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