When Bad Boys Fall
"You? Heavy? Nah, you're not. You're so short and light."
I narrowed my eyes at him, offended he had called me short when he was the one who was a giant for no reason. Tall people and their beef with short people. You don't see us complaining about our height, it's always them.
"That's it, I'm not showering with you for calling me short," I said and wiggled on his body, trying to get down but he held me tighter.
"You're so cute in my arms. Look at the way you're pouting and frowning. So cute little a button," he said in a tone like he was talking to a baby.
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