80. Undeniable Attraction
Sabrina's POV:
We stood still, seeing the b***h of honor enter. Arman looked at me and smirked.
"It's showtime," he whispered in my ear and held me by my waist, pulling me closer to him.
"Mama Iris, look, that aunt Hell," Wynter said, pointing her finger at Helen.
I covered her mouth with my hand. "Shh," I said, but I couldn't contain my laughter.
A squeal escaped my lips when Arman poked my side.
I jumped away from him because of a natural instinct towards anything tickling.
"Sab, what happened?" Arman asked.
"Don't do that" I shook my head.
"Do what?" he blinked innocently at me.
"Poking or tickling, I am sensitive to either," I confessed.
"Oh, I won't," but his eyes said otherwise.
"Okay, now I am gonna go to her and blabber some nonsense and tell
