Holly Winslow played along, sticking her tongue out. "Careful, or I'll eat you out of house and home."
"Then I'll just have to work harder, wifey." Mortimer Quincy's lips curled on one side as he took her hand and tucked it into his pocket.
The students from Jarton High and Jarton Second High, along with a few teachers, saw the pair of "cousins" cross the street hand in hand.
Pantheon slung an arm around Zeke Zane's shoulder and tut-tutted a few times. "TSK TSK TSK... those cousins are so close. If I had a cousin as pretty as her, I'd treat her as well as Mortimer Quincy does."
'What an idiot. He's hopeless.'
Zeke Zane shot him a speechless glare. 'Are you blind? What kind of grown-up cousins do you see walking around holding hands?'
'What cousins are this intimate?'
'Pinching cheeks and hugging all the time.'
"What's with that look? Zeke Zane, you're just jealous! Jealousy has made you truly ugly."
