Obsessed With My Stepbrother
“Yeah, and why aren’t you literally with the doctor or you know, applying something? That looks like a fucking two dregree burn or something.”
“No, no,” I chuckled again. “It looks way worse than it is, otherwise would I be able to stand here like this?”
She didn’t seem convinced.
“See I can even dance!” I exclaimed as I turned around and did a couple of moves. Ouch, that was probably the worst idea in a while—but it seemed to convince her.
She let out a small chuckle. “Okay, fine. You need to be more careful, though.”
“Oh, I know. I’m good though.”