" You're sure you don't need me to walk you home?" I say, lifting my eyebrow and giving her my most flirtatious smile.

She refuses but blushes deeply-hot pink spreading across her cheeks. As usual, I feel a wild rush of success. I love flirting more than food. Or even fighting. And evoking a blush is one of the most satisfying results I can hope for.

I like this girl, I find myself thinking. I'm actually looking forward to her being around. "

― Amy Plum , Die for Her (Revenants #2.5)