Chapter 61 Ogling

• Tyrone tried to submerge my head underwater, but I kicked him in the chest by mistake, and by the time we padded back into the house, he had already splashed me several times. Even though it was he who had attempted to drown me, he continued to whine like a little child.
• I collected my curls to one side before heading into the Miller's estate, wringing out any extra water and letting them hang heavy about my waist like dreadlocks drenched in mud. However, Tyrone gave me a smug look and shook his whole body like a dog when I yelled at him to stop acting like an animal.
• He was upset at me for leaving a water stain on the immaculate oak floorboards as we left the living room, but I pointed out that there were two trails—one of which was his.