“The prospect of wearing a onesie in public has forced you into a state of eternal grumpiness,” she teased.
She placed her hand in the corresponding spot and slid the spinner back over to him. "Besides, you like the onesie. Admit it."
She gasped and dropped, curling up instantly to ward off the attack. "No!" she exclaimed between laughter. "Stop.... you...cheater!"
She laughed so hard that tears sprung into her eyes, pushing him away weakly. "Craw.... stop it! You're...being cruel!"
She uncurled gradually, unsure if he was going to continue. She turned on her back and looked up at him, her arms crossed protectively across her ribs. "How dare you."