Tracy E. Banghart

“Oh my God. You think you're my babysister, don't you?"He grinned and patted me on the shoulder in the most patronising way possible."Go fly a kite," I growled, turning away.A couple of seconds later, he caught up. "I could do that," he said, like I'd made a serious suggestion.”

“I'm glad you and Ash came to my rescue," I replied, leaning into his arms."Anytime." Only it wasn't Josh who said it, it was Ash. I saw her standing next to us and realised I was sitting half in Josh's lap. Our arms were still tight around each other. Blushing, I scooted into my own chair. "Can we go now?" she asked. "Whilst you were snogging, I developed the most spectacular headache. Surely the two events are unrelated, nevertheless...”