“It’s always the good girls that end up corrupted in the end,” Mackenzie warned, grinning slyly. She was sure that Tatum would have a heart attack if she saw the way they were shamelessly flirting with each other. Not that she minded, even if Sera was off limits it was still fun. “I can be rough if that’s what you want babe,” she suggested seductively, wiggling her eyebrows. “That’s pretty hot Little Sister, not going to lie.”

“Actually, I never actually said anything about getting into your pants,” She explained laughing. “I just mentioned that you should come to movie night and said you were cute. She’s the one who started bringing up us sleeping together and how I am an indecent scum bag for trying to get with you while you have a girlfriend.” She grinned like a child who had gotten an early Christmas. “She also told me no sexting with you, even if you sexted me first.” Mackenzie just shook her head, still grinning. Tatum always assumed the worst out of her, even when she was trying to be decent. “God you Donnelly girls and your girlfriends, you both get the same goofy ass look on your faces when you’re thinking about them.”

“She’s cute when she get’s all awkward,” Mackenzie defended, biting her lip. “The antisocial stuff is just who she is, if you stay quiet long enough she’ll start opening up. She just needs to feel comfortable first.” She wasn’t exactly sure why she was defending the redhead to her sister, she was sure that her sister knew all of that anyway. “She can be pretty stubborn sometimes, but I just keep pestering her until she gives in.”

She laughed, nodding her head in answer to Sera‘s question. “Yeah, she lost pretty badly. Plus, she couldn’t keep staring at the girls ass, turned into a nervous wreck.” Mackenzie shrugged, “I don’t know. Maybe? She’s a muggle, 19, cute enough. But it’s not exactly like I can tell her about my life you know?”