She’s kneeling in front of the armchair by the bedroom window.
She turns and looks at me over her shoulder, then tips her head, gesturing to the chair.
I walk over, my eyes dropping over her deformed cat pajamas she’s put on.
“Angel, you just gave me something amazing. What’s all this?”
“This?” She bites her lip, her eyes sparkling. “This is all for me.”
She smiles and looks at me from beneath her lashes as she ties her hair up into a ponytail.
“Now take a seat, Mr. Walker.”
The End