"She's a grown woman, and I'm not a babysitter. "
He hummed. "And even if I was responsible for her, she does what she wants. And I'm not the type of man to control what women do, no matter how they are connected to me "
You let her get her hands on the energy drinks?β she hums, getting comfortable on his lap as she watches, pulling herself as close as she can to his frame to get some of the very much needed heat
π‘ π π₯ π πΜ π.
He's sighing, arms around her. "See?" There goes his sister, running past them. "She already hit her face"
