“What the hell is your problem?” I ask. “Me?” “Getting your dick sucked by a mermaid,” I sneer at him, stomping through the snow to my sword. “Right in front of me, I might add.” He shrugs, looking pleased as punch. “What do you care?” I roll my eyes, my hand tightening around the sword’s handle. “I care that I didn’t want to see that. If I had an annoying younger brother, I could imagine it would be the same.” He frowns, his lip curling in a snarl. “I’m older than you.” “It’s hard to tell sometimes.”
