Leon Batton coughed gently.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Why won’t you admit it yet?” Lynette Batton asked.

She knew her brother so well, so naturally, she wouldn’t believe his excuses.

“There’s nothing to admit,” he insisted.

“I don’t believe you. You’re just trying to hide it,” Lynette replied, looking adorable as she puffed her cheeks.

“Can you not gossip about me every day?” he retorted helplessly, gently brushing her pert nose with his index finger.

“How is this gossip? You obviously felt somethin