"Stop it! I'm not a child," said Anthony, not wanting to look at Evans.
"Come on, my boy. Let me see," Evans coaxed.
Anthony suddenly turned around and punched Evans in the face.
"Argh!" Evans groaned at Anthony's fist.
"Now we're even," said Anthony.
Evans held the cheek that had just been punched by Anthony. Then he looked where he had been and held Anthony's injured lips.
"You ever used this to touch a girl?" asked Evans.
"Why are you saying something that doesn't make sense?" said Anthony brushing off his brother's hand.
"You like Laura, right?" Evans said.
"I won't deny it. But she loves you," Anthony said.
"If you want to marry her. I'll get her out of DC. You can live with her," Evans said.
"No. I don't want to," said Anthony, rising from his sleeping position.
"Why? Are you afraid of being rejected by her? I haven't slept with that girl. You can have her if you want," Evans said.
