“Hey!”
“This taking care of each other goes both ways, you know.”
“You’re a pushy slave, you know that?”
“Yeah, what’s your point?” Nick grinned and started to shimmy into a pair of soft, woven pants.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Todd reached across the wagon and firmly gripped Nick’s waist, pulling him in and over. “I didn’t say you could get dressed.”
“But…it’s chilly…” Nick whined though Todd knew it to be more a fake reaction and a way to tease than actual complaining.