Autumn Leaves

Apologise

'Since I won, you have to tell me what you did to Tony.'

'Fine,' he grumbled, his hair still wet, 'I may, or may not have cast a spell, which causes a certain genius billionaire playboy philanthropist to grow breasts.'

'What?'

'Everytime he ogles a lady's, his own get a little bigger.'

'Loki, that is cruel,' she reprimanded, 'He'll end up with back problems again.'

'Again?'

'I once dropped a bookshelf on him.'

'Accidentally?'

'I can't remember.'

'Savannah?'

'Yes?'

'I think I deserve an apology.'

'For what?'

Loki blushed again.

'You know what.'

'Do I?'

'Yes.'

'Well, I'm not going to say sorry.'

'Why not?'

'It would be insincere. I'm not sorry, I thoroughly enjoyed myself.'

She winked at him, and walked out again.