"Didn't you say last night you'd do whatever I told you to? Now you're going back on your word?"
Morrison's voice was low and deliberately teasing, repeating her own words from the night before like a weapon.
Lilian was momentarily speechless.
After a long pause, she huffed in protest.
"You forced me to say that! It doesn't count!"
If he could be shameless, she could be unreasonable. That was only fair.
Morrison let out a quiet laugh, clearly amused by her attempt to wriggle out.
"Well, aren't you gutsy, Lilian," he said, feigning offense. Then added, with a smirk tugging at his lips,
"Besides, this morning wasn't my fault. You were the one who jumped into my arms."
Lilian choked, her cheeks flushing crimson.
She opened her mouth to argue again, but he didn't give her the chance.
"All right, all right," Morrison relented, chuckling. "No more messing with you in the morning. I got it."
