" I ll keep doing this until you can list at least ten things. Ten things that you love more about me than my brother! Come on then & Number one, Sophs? He chuckles as I struggle wildly, pinned down in an embrace I have no chance of escaping, by muscles that are clearly more than a match for me. I squeal more as he roughly messes my hair again, to remind me that he will, because he s evil and has no scruples."
" Okaayy & Okaayy! I wail, knowing this is futile. Arrick has many forms of torture when he is being playful, and he isn t against pinning me on the floor with my arms under his legs, to tickle me to squealing hysteria again."
" Number one? Arrick repeats loudly. I have nothing else to do but answer him when he s like this, knowing he will just keep tormenting me till I y
