"I'm so full," I chuckled. "I guess I won't be having dinner," I said.
"Yeah, me too."
"You treated us to a feast."
He laughed.
"Thank you." I sipped from my cup.
"Can I have a reward then?" His eyes beamed. What reward was he talking about?
"Can I sleep over tonight?" He asked coolly. It took me a while to respond, but I did.
"Sure."
Out of indebtedness, I felt it wasn't much of a reward, it was more of a compensation for stretching him to do things for us.
He was pleased, nevertheless. We watched TV for a while, and I didn't know when I dozed off on the sofa.
However, the next morning, I found myself in my bed. Instincts told me Henry had carried me in his arms and laid me on my bed. It felt absurd, but thankfully, I couldn't remember any of it. I switched off the alarm and a
