I grin at him, allowing him to pull me along. “I bet there’s never been a more neatly made bed anywhere, ever.”
“I can’t wait to mess it up,” he tells me, flashing me a smirk.
Checking the imaginary watch on my wrist, I say, “Then why should we? I got nothing else to do today.”
“Oh, you do now,” he assures me, pulling me in for a kiss as we back into the bedroom, then kicking the door shut behind us.
THE END… sorta. ;)