C9 Chapter 9: Couch Potatoes

Arabella

'Stop hitting me, you crazy girl!" Theo shouted as I kept beating him with a cushion.

'No," I dragged out the word, not willing to back down at all.

Protecting his face with his forearms, he clamored, 'At least get off me."

'Never." I was sitting on his chest. My knees were on his either side, locking him in a mount position. Tonight I was determined to teach him a lesson