Chapter 38
Joey, speechless, just nodded. We stood as he held my hand and helped me from the bath. He grabbed a towel, wrapping it and his arms around me then kissed my cheek.
He moved so fast, pulling me to the bed. A mischievous grin crept onto his face. He pulled back the covers, playfully tossing me on the mattress. I laughed and feigned shock as my towel flew open. Joey pounced and began to tickle me. I squirmed beneath him, the biggest smile on my face. The feeling of this, the pure joy especially in contrast to the last few days made me feel so alive. This was what I dreamed of when I had been locked in the cell. My mate, my Joey with me, loving me. I never wanted this to end.
I squealed, begging for mercy. Joey smirked, “Say I’m the supreme tickle king!”
“I’m th
