Cleaning the house ourselves wasn't something we did regularly and I'm not saying that I'm pampered. But something like this seemed odd like momma was being secretive about something and i didn't like it even for a moment. I grumbled under my breath as i grabbed the ladder placed it firmly against the wall. I roll my pajama pants up to knickers level, in preparation for my ascent of the ladder.
"What are you doing ?" Some baritone voice spoke up nearly scaring the beejeezus out of me. I turned sharply around only to come in contact with a confused Snow. Not wanting my eyes to linger much on him, I turn back to the task at hand "what does it look like?" I asked back. I turned around to look at him once again only to find out he was no longer behind me but by the ladder looking at it from top to bottom to check its stability. "Want me to help?" He asks at first still looking at the top of the ladder and look there as well but when I look back at him he's looking at me intensely if not intimate in a way. I lower my gaze and pretty sure my face was red. How dare he make me feel like this? I look him directly in the eye. "No thank you, that won't be necessary" should be easy on my own , right? People actually do this. I make my way to the ladder.
"Are you sure?" this time his voice had gone down almost two notches , it had become a little husky if not as low as a seductive timbre. It really got my attention. My right leg already in the position of ascent and I put it down just to look at him, my eyes come in contact with his I almost started to get sucked in until I noticed a dark shadow movement In them. All of a sudden I felt liquid ice on my skin bathing me from the crown of my head to the sole of my feet. I was to shocked to scream. My eyes looked for the ones that were once in front of me only to see their owner trying desperately to keep the glee of his face. I heard baritone laughter explode behind me. With the look of death on my face I turned around to face my assailant. His handsome face and chiselled jaw bright and alight with laughter, his body vibrates so much its like his choking, bright cobalt blue eyes fluttering to block out the little tear drops that escaped his eyes. Why am I not even surprised? I wait for both boys to calm down and then look at him. I feel every bone in my body shaking and give a false chuckle. "Titan" my voice rising in octaves
" you are sO DEAD!!!"
