Bab 91: I want to eat

Esme glanced at him. ''Why do you think my brother came here?" 

"He came here to look for you all and to take you back with him. Have you turned slow, my dear moon?" He knocked his finger on her forehead. 

She rubbed her forehead and glared at him, ''Your finger is not delicate. Don't do this again.'' 

Aleister raised an eyebrow as he extended his hand towards her face before stroking the spot he just flicked, ''It can be delicate to you if you ask.'' 

Esme blinked. Once twice and then a soft blush crept up her cheeks as she averted her gaze from his face. 

The corner of his lips tugged up, ''What did you think of?" Aleister asked her calmly as he tilted his head to the side to get a proper look at her reddening face.