Chapter 112

Evelyn's POV "Okay, so out of ten; how much does it hurt?" "I don't know... at least an eight--" "An eight?!" I cried in outrage. "Not my fault you've got a fat ass!" Jaxon snapped, pouting down to his hand which Levi was humourlessly holding in order to shut him up. I gasped at his insult, crossing my arms while sinking into the sofa. "Not my fault you've got a weakling for a hand!" I defended, spurring a long sigh from Levi as she dropped her husband's hand unceremoniously before standing from her seat. "Children, grow up." "He started it!" "You sat on my hand!" He cried, pointing at me accusingly. "Only because you were trying to reach for the remote which I specifically said was mine for tonight." I counteracted, each limb of my body crossed over like a weird game of snakes and ladders. I heard crossing your limbs gave you an air of finality, so I tried my best to cr