"Is there something wrong with being my partner?" Blayze quickly shot in, his gaze locked onto Adair's own eyes. The glare did not deter him.
"When it's said like that, one might assume we're an item," Adair answered, his voice holding a smidgen of his annoyance. "The last thing I want to be thought of as is your lover. I wouldn't even consider it."
"Hmph," Blayze responded, sticking his nose up and turning his head away from Adair in a defiant manner. "As though my standards are so low as to even consider being with someone like you."