“Oh, I’ll show you tyrant. Just wait.”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
He grunted. “Let’s get cleaned up. I’m hungry and tired.”
“Me, too.”
“I’ll take care of you,” he said.
“I know.” She smirked, making him chuckle.
“Oh, Lord,” he whispered, making her laugh.
She tapped his cheek. “Don’t worry, I think you can handle me.”
He smacked her ass cheek, making her squeal. “You better believe I can.”
The End