Obey me, Dean (Short Story )
I pressed, tilting my head as I watched his reaction.
He sat up straighter, clearing his throat dramatically. “We were all just having fun. That’s it.”
I let out a short, sharp laugh. “That’s your idea of fun?”
“Well…” he shrugged, a challenging glint in his eyes as he crossed his arms over his chest. “You got a problem with it?”
“Hell Nooo,” I dragged out the word, shaking my head with a dismissive laugh. I held my hands up in mock surrender. “Who am I to judge? Besides, we’re just having fun, too. Aren’t we?”