Nia
As I unlock the door to my apartment, before actually stepping in, I look over my shoulder at Reeves. "Can we not, f...ahem...k. . .tonight? "
"Come again? " He snorts a laugh.
I fling the door open, having him follow me. Mid-way inside the living room I turn to him, "We can do something else, can't we? "
His recent snort turns into a wide smile as he watches me squirm, both humored and undecided. Reeves sends a hand to my forehead.
"Feeling good, love? "
"We can do other things, can't we? We don't have to. . .Oh, I know, let's play. . ."
Reeves folds his arms over his chest, watching me with a touch of mock.
"What? I was just saying that we can do other things. "
"Honestly, Nia, I have no idea what's gotten into you. "
"Yes, let's play. Ooh, I know, let's play Scrabbl
