Tillie slaps my hand away from her mouth. “Agh!” she screams. “I fucking hate you! Handcuff me to Bran Bran instead!” “Woah!” Brantley glares at her. “I didn’t fucking lie to you! That nickname is only allowed if I fucking lie to you!” She smiles at him, and I watch as his eyes narrow to slits. “I changed my mind.” Brantley’s face morphs into a cold, neutral expression. I have to hide my laughter. “You’re a pain in not just his ass, but mine too, but I don’t get to eat that ass, so this shit isn’t fair.”
