I was busy writing a story drowned in the thoughts of a peculiar character.
“Are you busy?” He asked with a crooked smile and winked.
“If I say yes then what would you do?” I questioned with a wicked grin.
With a teasing smirk he exclaimed dramatically, “OH! What can I do? I would rather watch some beautiful ladies on T.V.”
“Go ahead”, I snapped.
“Don’t you dare come near me”, he replied in rage.
My man was infuriated – I watched him grumpily sitting on the sofa, tapping his feet on the floor and pretending to watch T.V.
I deliberately paced towards him, playing to be stern I said, “Please pass me that red cushion, that’s my favourite one”.
In aggression he threw the cushion towards me and roared, “Go sleep with the cushion!”
“But how can I sleep with the cushion? I want to sleep with you!” I reacted wittily and threw the cushion back at him and ran in the bedroom, he chased to say “Grrrr” and I said “Mew”.
To be continued … (for sure)