The act on stage was nothing short of boring. At most, he was simply throwing a cane around, but you were doing your best to enjoy it anyway.

Arthur was sitting next to you, and you could see his eyes wandering over your form. His muscular arm draped over your shoulders, holding you close to him.

You saw the light blush that spread across his cheeks. Turning away, he covered his mouth with his free hand, acting nonchalantly. “Enjoying the show? I…uh, I ain’t never been too fond of ‘em.”