"This still doesn't justify you peeping while I'm changing," Lorraine said angrily.
Dawson put down his phone and looked at her calmly. "I wasn't peeping. I was watching openly."
"Do you have no shame?"
"And besides, I wasn't watching just anyone. I was watching my own wife. What's wrong with that?"
"You're absolutely shameless!"
Lorraine was extremely angry, so she grabbed a nightgown from the bed and covered herself before rushing into the bathroom.
Dawson couldn't help but smirk slightly.
He enjoyed teasing her, seeing her get angry was entertaining.
Over an hour later, Lorraine finally stepped out of the bathroom, her hair dried.
"You're still here?" she asked.
"When are you moving back to the master bedroom?"
Lorraine ignored him and then changed the subject, picking up a w
