"Yes you do. You probably don't realize it since you're fast asleep. Don't worry. I'll take a video next time."
"There won't be a next time."
"Oh really?" He throws his legs before hoisting himself up to sit, leaning forward with his elbows connected to his knees. Theres a playful aura that resonates off of his this time and I find myself gripping the edges of the cushion tightly. He grins. "Says who?"
"I said so." Emphasis on the I. Whenever he shows that snug expression of his, I shouldn't expect anything nice from that mouth of his.
And what he says next, just proves how much truth my own thinking holds.
He laughs. "So bitter. Is it that time of month for you?"
That's it.
A cushion goes flying across the room, eventually landing on his face.
I swear this kid's going to be the re
