"Brandon! We'll be late for office."
I huffed through thick breaths giggling and trying to escape out of Brandon's brace on my waist.
He was stuffed inside the sheets, holding down my waist and tickling me continuously.
"Okay okay! I'm sorry. You win, I lose. We'll get pizza tonight."
He finally crawled out of the sheet and peaked his face out pecking me on the lips.
"Now that's my good girl."
"Now get off me I have to go and take a shower."
He rolled off me, sliding to my side of the bed as he had already caged my body in the middle of the bed.
I got off, going towards the closet, picking out an outfit for the go.
My foot stumbled upon Brandon's clothes from yesterday that he had thrown down, and not bothered to pick up last night.
Things were finally better for us. No matter ho
