“Can he hear us?” I asked her, my eyes widening.
She shook her head as a smirk made its way onto her face. “No, he’s making us a snack.”
I let out a sigh of relief. “Thank God.”
She laughed, her eyes twinkling mischievously. “But I heard you.”
I narrowed my eyes at her. “You wouldn’t. You cant!”
She nodded, cackling wildly. “I would, and I’d have fun doing it.”
“Marissa!” I exclaimed, frowning.
“Yes?” She asked, grabbing her phone. “Can you repeat the last part? Was it ‘your gorgeous, handsome, extremely attractive brother?’ Or was it ‘your gorgeous, extremely handsome, attractive brother?’ Oh, it was the first one! I’ll make sure I get that right, can’t feed Noah false information.”
I went to smack the phone from her hand. “Marissa! Stop!”
She held her phone in her hands as she s
