Arianna rolls off me, looking smug. I try to catch my breath, rubbing the spot she just assaulted.
“That counted as torture,” I note.
Arianna just grins. “Information extraction at its finest. I know your weak spots,” she notes, winking at me.
I narrow my eyes at her. “Why did I rescue you again?”
She bursts out laughing, and I can’t help but laugh along with her.
“So,” she starts when we finally settle down. “Do you want to tell me why you blushed so hard you looked like a tomato when I brought up Sin?”
“Maybe because some annoying lady was tickling me so hard I couldn’t breathe?” I answer dryly.
“I think I like you, Vivian. You’re a terrible liar. It’s going to be easy to get to know this new side of you.”
I bury my head in my pillow, trying to drown out the sound of Arianna making kissy noises and pretending to officiate my and Sin’s wedding.
When I ignore her, she jumps onto my back, prodding my ribs again. “Have youslept together? Was it hot? Wait, don’t tell me, you’re like my brother and sister. Ew! Incest. I take it back; you have to marry Leon!”
I roll over to push her off, but Arianna anticipates my move, and we both end up tumbling off the bed in a heap. She keeps trying to prod my ribs, and I’m grabbing for her feet, trying to reach her ticklish spot.
We start throwing obscene threats at each other as we fight on the floor. Arianna is crying because I’ve finally got her boot off and am tickling the arch of her foot, and I keep shrieking every time she pokes at my rib.
We only stop when there’s a cough at the door.
Looking up, we find Sin leaning against the doorframe. His eyebrow is arched like he’s questioning our sanity.
I mean, fair.
Arianna kicks me in the cheek while I’m distracted before sitting up. “Hi Sin, how’s it going?”
I try to swat her as she moves and end up slapping her calf. I sit up next to her.
Sin frowns at our display.
I frown back. “I know I locked that door.”
Sin shrugs. “I didn’t notice. Ari, good to see you back on your feet.”
“You know it’s rude to walk into someone’s room when the door is locked,” I chide.
Seriously, boundaries.
Sin raises an eyebrow. “It’s also rude to sneak into people’s rooms and steal their things, kitten.”
I flush.
“Not as rude as kidnapping them,” I snap back.
Sin rolls his eyes and opens his mouth to speak, but Arianna cuts him off, “Wow. You two totally want to fuck. That’s really weird, guys. Stop flirting in front of me.”
I glare at her, and Arianna just giggles, standing up from the floor and heading for the door. “It’s cute that you guys are going to love each other. Have fun!” she finishes before slipping around Sin and leaving the room.
Sin and I are alone again, and I flush at the memory of what we did together just a few hours before.
Sin smirks at my expression, knowing exactly where my mind is. “Hmm, that’s sweet. So, you’re in love with me, kitten? How flattering,” he mocks.
That comment cures my embarrassment. “Get over yourself. Just because I considered fucking you doesn’t mean I love you. I was more than ready to let Magnus and Damien share me before you interrupted us. In fact, I might go find them later. They’re less of a pain to be around.”
