“Yeah, he did,” he said, winking at me.
Kenna looked at me and made an overexaggerated gagging noise.
“I’m going to shower,” I told them, laughing at Kenna.
“And I’m coming with you. Someone needs to wash your hair,” Tristan said. I smiled and backed up slowly, watching as he stood.
“Only if you can catch me,” I said and took off up the stairs as he chased after me. I squealed and laughed as we both tumbled up the stairs, fighting to see who would get there first.
I lost.