"I never suggested you were," he replied with his own share of defiance. He squeezed her hand to reassure her. "I am allowed to worry about your safety regardless of how capable you are."
He swung their clasped hands between their bodies happily. He couldn't explain what had happened over the past few weeks, but he was almost cheerful. He smiled more easily. He was nicer to other people. He wasn't drinking as much.
"I will let your feet lead," he said game for a wander. "Oh, I'm sure I can fix the little rip. Just charms," he added as if it were no big deal.
She couldn't help the goofy smile that crept up when he answered her, when he started swinging their hands. He was different, she had seen the changes over the few weeks from the sullen, broody boy to the boy she knew he was capable of being. That gentle side was showing and she wasn't about to ruin it by accusing him of something. So what if someone else was doing his homework?
"Oh alright, I can't be upset for you worrying," she said, already having lost the firm tone in her voice. She did just what Stasi had suggested and let her feet lead them. She pulled them along the boundaries of the woods, never straying far into them.
"So... do you still want to come to New York for a few days during break?" she asked tentatively as they meandered.
Not that the broody boy didn't go down without a fight. He was still likely to cut her down with a careless comment or flirt with another girl in front of her. He couldn't decide if he couldn't help himself or if he enjoyed the attention both negative and positive.
Sunny hadn't punched him in a few days; he was actually debating getting in trouble just to keep her on her toes. But then he was enjoying this comfortable phase of their relationship too. No need to muck it up just now for the sake of a few bruises.
"Absolutely," he replied. "How many days should I plan on being there before your father has a heart attack and disowns you?"
She laughed. "I don't think papa will disown me, if you behave, that is. Just... don't hit on my mom or my little sister," she shifted her eyes and with a teasing grin she added. "Or my abuela."
"I cannot promise much in the way of good behavior." At the very least he was being honest. He offered her such a winning grin to follow that statement that he hoped she would laugh it off. "I have been studying a bit of Spanish. Do not think you can get away with banning your luscious grandmother from my affections."
Then he laughed and found a comfortable looking tree to lean against, pulling her into him for an illicit embrace. Ordinarily he'd shove the girl against the tree, but he learned that it was better if Sunny was doing the pushing. "However long you will have me. The less time I spend in Hesperia the better."
Sunny couldn't help but burst into a fit of giggles. "Yeah, yeah, grandma is a hot commodity in Mexico. She had to fortify her fence so the peeping toms would stop bothering her," she joked.
She was getting better at not pushing and punching Stasi when he pulled her close. There was still the initial unease and jumpy pull when their bodies touched but she settled against him gently. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed. "You can stay as long as you like. No need to suffer that dreadful distance."
"Your grandmother..." He was going to make some lewd comment or some joke at the woman's expense but then he let it fall short. He leaned down to press his lips to hers for a kiss. "Never so lovely as you," he mumbled against her lips.
He settled his hands lightly on her hips. His touch was gentle, careful, light enough that she could bolt free of him if she panicked. "You might never get rid of me if you extend such an open invitation."
She practically melted under his compliment and softly brushed her lips against his. She rested her head on his shoulder, feeling comfort at being so close for once. "Maybe that's all a part of my evil plan," she giggled.
"Sometimes I forget that you are more devious than I am."
He tickled her sides lightly and waited for her to push away from him. No matter how close they got it was only a matter of time before she pulled away.
She laughed and grabbed his hands, gently pulling away from him. "Come on, let's keep walking," she gave him a little pull. "We have a lot of planning to do for winter break."