Sky opened the door and threw the mobile on the bed as she flexed her fingers bursting all nitrogen bubbles between joints. "Arlo! Are you seek...ing death?"
In the end, her voice faded as Arlo hugged her from the back keeping his chin on her shoulder. Since her hands were in his hands, she couldn't move them. "What are you doing? Leave me."
Arlo left her and twirled around before hugging her from the front. He let her pinch him and spoke. "You dummy! Don't worry! I will not do anything until you are ready for it."
Sky stopped pinching and peeked her head up, "You aren't allowed to go back on your words."
Arlo pecked on her forehead and hugged tighter, "I will not."
Her body relaxed and she wrapped her hands around him but she pinched again, "Do I have to teach you how to lock the door?"
"By the way, I like your mole." Arlo said in mischief tone but got a punch back in return.
