Sophia glared up at the much taller boy, going stiff as a board in his hold to show how uninterested she was. “You’re mean.” She mumbled before giving in and wrapping her arms around his waist as her head leaned against his chest. “Thanks, I think you’re okay.”
With a light laugh, he hugged her tighter, but then let go of her, afraid she’d halt her breathing if his hold were any stronger. “I’m not mean, just bluntly honest. I thought I told you that already.” He ran a hand through his hair, chuckling. “I’ll go put that leather jacket on now.”
