"I'm not a prude, I'm a sodding sex-magnet," he grumbled. "Doesn't make seeing my sister starkers any less of a freak show. Are you done yet?"
Eyes still shielded, he played with his shoelaces. He didn't honestly mind being called shutterbug. There were worse nicknames and the sign of affection was appreciated. He really did love his big sis. She just needed some help.