He raised his eyebrows slightly, his thin lips curved in a tease, "What is there to hide?"
Purple Summers climbed out with a red face, muttering, "Not everyone is as thick-skinned as you are…"
Alexander Summers pinched her tender, rosy cheeks, "Is that something to say about your own brother?"
Purple pushed his hand away, murmuring with a stifled voice, "Is that something to do to your own sister?"
Alexander's expression paused slightly, his heart feeling somewhat stifled.
He knew Purple had always been very sensitive about their sibling relationship, there was no helping it, she was traditional and conservative; for her to willingly accept this relationship was just too difficult…
"Let's go back," Alexander patted her little bottom, "Mom might not find you in the garden later and she might even come upstairs looking."
"Then… then I'll go back…" Purple said bashfully.
