"But what about the manspreaders, Ty? That's the real scourge of New York." She wasn't really kidding.
She did laugh a little, though, before eying Ty with a knowing look. "And what did your boyfriend do to deserve that?" She asked. "He's already getting the third degree from Papa. He'll get it again from Dad when Dad gets home. Izak was even thinking about asking his intentions." That was a blatant lie, obviously, but it would be funny as hell.
It was true, though, that her fighting skills weren't exactly on par. She'd played tennis in high school because Hadyn had insisted on some kind of regular physical activity, and her asthma had been too bad for track like Izak or soccer like Ty. But it didn't exactly prepare one for defending oneself. Neither did yoga.
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She did laugh a little, though, before eying Ty with a knowing look. "And what did your boyfriend do to deserve that?" She asked. "He's already getting the third degree from Papa. He'll get it again from Dad when Dad gets home. Izak was even thinking about asking his intentions." That was a blatant lie, obviously, but it would be funny as hell.
It was true, though, that her fighting skills weren't exactly on par. She'd played tennis in high school because Hadyn had insisted on some kind of regular physical activity, and her asthma had been too bad for track like Izak or soccer like Ty. But it didn't exactly prepare one for defending oneself. Neither did yoga.