Are you suducing me?

Elizabeth Liang felt like a lamb to the slaughter as she stepped into James Lu's room with a heavy heart and a depressed face. "Um..." Elizabeth bit her lip. "Are we really staying here?" James was just as frustrated. "You think I want to?" He couldn't help but shout at her in anger. "Keep your voice down!" She didn't want his mom and dad to hear him. "No one ever disobeys my dad... Whatever, it's just for a night." James kicked the closest coffee table leg in irritation, but his anger made him go a bit too hard. He hissed in pain as he recoiled. "Are you okay?" Elizabeth looked at him and frowned. "Did you hurt your foot?" James took two deep breaths and tried to keep calm. "Are you kidding me? What is a table leg gonna do to m—" He hissed again. What's this god damn coffee table made of, how the hell could it hurt so much?! That's what he got for choosing to save his face instead of his foot. Elizabeth stifled a laugh and pretended to not see his clearly uncomfortable expression. "Ar