"Uhhh...no?"
But even as Gabriel said it, he could feel his resolve crumbling. His eyes flicked down to Roman's waist and then back up. It was just a big game of chicken, is what it was, and this was about the time he'd normally be skedaddling. And he wanted to flee. But that was what Roman wanted, and then he'd never hear the end of it and augh! Screw it!
He had started to edge away but, in a last ditch effort, he stood his ground and rallied. It was kind of ridiculous, this driving need to prove himself and win, but whatever!
"Ahaha, you realize how freakin' gay this is, right?" He laughed, the effect kind of ruined by his blush. "Okay, okay, fine, bring it! You said show..." Reaching out, he trailed a finger up Roman's chest, ending with a tap on the chin. "...so I expect a show, babycakes."