Sonny's POV
Killian went to punch my shoulder. "Who do you think you're laughing at?"
I smirked. "Come on, it's super funny."
Killian shook his head, as if I were behaving like a child. He smirked and stared at me, taking his sword out from his pocket.
"Since you have the gut to mess with me, you should pay."
I grinned, watching him holding his sword. He said, "Take your sword out."
I shook my head as if terrified. "Forgive me, I'll be good."
Killian sneered and lunged at me. At the same time, I dodged. We moved as if we were in sync; every time he came for me, I would laugh boldly and freely. My heart was hammering with excitement. Killian smiled too; there was a gentleness in his eyes.
The room was quiet, as if no one could interrupt us.
Some of the things in the room became smashed due to our movement, and I began to pant heavily under my breath. "Forgive me! Forgive me!"
Killian laughed, which was rare to hear; it was musical to my ears. "Little brat, not a chance."
