“Not /allowed/, is it?” Summer bit down on a smile, and poked his nose. “How will you stop me? I’m /deeply/ curious.”“I won’t. I’d probably get in trouble if I tried. But I’d be very sad if you did.” He pouted at her dramatically as he said it, just for effect.
She couldn’t smother the grin this time; Tony’s pout was too cute. “I’m not going to.” Just to stop him complaining right now, though, she started braiding it back.