Page 6 of Oh Holy Knight

“What in God’s name is that thing doing in this house?” she shrieks.

Confused, I take a step closer and glance over her shoulder. The only new addition since she left to go shopping is the elf basket. I look back at her.

“You mean that?”

She nods and I shrug my shoulders.

Even she thinks it’s a creepy looking thing.

I go to wrap my arms around her waist again, but she side-steps out of my reach.

Oh, for fuck’s sake.

What the hell does a man have to do to get some action around here?

“Why is there an elf in our living room?” she presses.

“I don’t know,” I mutter, snatching her by the waist and pulling her into my arms. I bend my head and press my mouth to her neck. “My father dropped it off for Anna.”

She pushes me back and wriggles out of my arms again.

Fucking hell.

“Nico, that thing has been torturing parents for years. We’re doomed,” she says, crossing her arms over her chest.

Clearly.

“I’m not moving that thing every night,” she declares. “I love you and I love Anna, but I’ve seen what that thing can do to mothers and I like my sanity. The elf is all you, babe.”

Great.

Apparently, the little fucker isn’t just a rat, he’s a cockblock too.

Tis’ the fucking season.

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