Sophie Sullivan leaned forward, pulling away a bit, and turned her head, dissatisfied. "What are you laughing at?"
Isn't it true? And weren't her bad habits his fault for indulging them?
Sophie thought to herself that if he dared to deny it, she would push him off the camel's back. She'd make the impossibly conceited Young Master Shannon plunge headfirst into the sand. She meant it!
"You certainly seem confident in yourself."
Thomas Shannon produced a sunscreen lotion from somewhere, handed it to her, and instructed, "The UV rays are strong. Rub some more on your face."
