Dominic smirked as he joined her by the pool. Laying back on the recliner next to Daisy’s, he grinned, “I got to experience what it was like being the responsible one for a change. I didn’t like it.” Daisy grinned at her brother’s words, keeping her eyes closed as she enjoyed the feel of the sun on her skin. “They’ve grounded me… well, as much as they can, considering I’m twenty.” He let out a low whistle, “Geeze, sis, when you decide to go bad, you really go bad.” “I went flying with a gargoyle, Dominic,” she said dryly. With a shrug of her shoulders, she added, “I just didn’t tell anyone where I was going.” “Well, you’ve always been the favorite,” he said teasingly, though there was a hint of resignation in his tone almost as if he believed the words to be true. When she opened her mouth, he interrupted, “Don’t deny it, Daisy. Except for that minor incident your freshman year, which had more to do with alcohol than it did with your singing, you never did anything wrong until last night.
