Fuckboy
I nodded my head, continuing to sweep.
Connor jumped down the stairs, immediately snaking his arm around my waist and pulling my back against his chest. "Hey, you're not mad at me, right? I'm sorry for what I said this morning, I know it made you feel awkward."
I got out of his grip, passing him the broom. "Your turn to sweep, I'm hungry." He smirked, grabbing the broom.
"You should have said something when you woke up, I could've helped you take care of that." I rolled my eyes, walking away.
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