Kidnapped by My Sister's Biker Mate
I teased.
Her face reddened, “Who’s sweet? Stop spouting nonsense.”
“Is that a blush?” My eyes widened. I’ve never seen Mika blush and I mean ever.
The red spread to the tip of her ears, making her pale skin flush and adorable,
“Who’s blushing?” she glared at me, but the combination only made her cuter,
“Mika is blushing, the almighty frowning queen Mika can’t handle a compliment. So cute,” I gushed.