"You can concede."
Those dark eyes were full of playful teasing at the moment.
He wasn't forcing her to continue; she could choose to endure and then accept her demand.
Concede?
As soon as she heard those two words, Summer Shawcross was immediately dissatisfied and gritted her teeth.
"I will beat you!" She wasn't going to concede; she was determined to find a way to win!
Upon hearing this, Noah Drexler squinted his eyes, and his gaze fell on her stubborn little face full of unwillingness. A smile passed across his handsome face as he looked at her indulgently and said softly.
"Alright, I'll wait!"
Seeing his calm demeanor, Summer felt even more unwilling, staring at him for a few seconds before feeling somewhat helpless.
She remembered that he wasn't even ticklish!
This man seemed to have no weaknesses whatsoever, especially in front of her, where he trounced her in all aspects of physical ability.
She really couldn't think of a way to deal with him.
