Falling for His Explicit Flirtations

9

It had been four years since I saw Henry the last time.

We had a big fight four years ago. Since then, we hadn't contacted each other.

We used to be on good terms.

When I was 12 years old, his father moved to the opposite side of our house with him.

Mr. Lawson and my dad are long-term friends. He came to visit us on the first day he moved in.

It was a summer evening. As the breeze blew gently, someone came in after the doorbell rang.

I looked up and saw a little boy in a shirt following behind a man. His skin was a little tanned. His eyes were big, and his legs were long and smooth. He looked handsome.

Sensing that I was gazing at him, he glared at me fiercely.

I thought, "How childish he is!"

I was unhappy as I secretly made a face at him. He then made an even uglier face.

Mr. Lawson flicked his head, saying, "What are you doing? She is your sister."

He reluctantly greeted me.

Ever since he knew my name, he always called me Hollie.