"Hold up now...Why is it that you think that I'm the boy toy here and not the other way around, where I'm the one casually having fun with your mother instead?" I asked as to why I was the one being toyed around with and not the other way around.
"Because no matter how scary you look sometimes, I've seen with my own eyes the scene of my mother twisting the fingers of a man who tried to inappropriately touch her a long time back until I could hear his bones cracking, so I don't really think that she's someone you can easily play around with without losing a finger or two..." Bella said with a glint of pride in her eyes, as if Camila were a majestic horse that simply could not be tamed, while Camila brushed back her hair and blushed while looking at me as if she were trying tell me that was in the past and she wouldn't do such a thing to me no matter how I felt her up.
