George laughed. "So basically, we were both being ridiculous because I wasn't snogging girls, and you were using boys for drinks. Glad we have that one settled, two years later."
It took a lot of self control to not slam his palm into his forehead at her comments. What was she trying to do to him? "Yes, please, no tying me up, and no whips" he said, chuckling. "Although tickling might be just as bad," he warned, hoping dearly that she didn't try. He wouldn't go down without a fight.
"Well, I'm just as much a guest here tonight as you are. And besides, we already established that I am a fine gentleman, and no well bred man would ever make a woman as beautiful as yourself sleep on a couch or the floor." His voice was comically proper as he took a seat beside her, laughing when she bounced on it, causing him to bounce as well. "My brother knows how to take care of his guests."