Balls, that hurt. I will never understand how things can hurt when they happen inside my head.After a moment, a low chuckle winds its way into my ears. It sounds familiar, and I stomp back outside, ready to give Griffin a piece of my mind. “Why do you insist on being such a tricky little sucker?”“I can’t help my nature, Althea. Now, what are you doing here?”“This is my sinum. What are you doing here?” I retort.For a second it looks like he might tell me, and my gut says there’s an actual answer that’s probably a great deal more interesting than the shrug he decides on instead.“Just taking a stroll, that’s all.”“In your mind?” I put my hands on my hips, block his path. “Come on, Griffin. Aren’t we past all of this game playing?”He surprises me by reaching out, wrapping one strong arm around my waist, and yanking me against him. His free hand slips into mine, and he starts whirling around the room while my feet stumble to keep up. Without any notice he pushes me a little ways away, then twirls me around with our clasped hands high in the air.
