AFTER FEASTING HER EYES on her eye-candy, she showered and changed into her pyjamas. She debated with herself while drying her hair, whether to curl up with Spike or leave him be.
I think I’ve forgotten what you smell like, too.
She sighed.
In the end, consideration won the debate, so she went to bed alone. Shortly after though, Spike got up from the couch to join her.
‘Thought you were asleep.’
‘I was,’ he said in sleep-walking fashion, then draped his arms around her and was out like a light.
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THE NEXT MORNING, WINNIE came down with the birds. The kids were bubbling over with excitement, and the parakeets handled the situation with aplomb.
‘These are Mr. and Mrs. Smith; they’re parakeets, a kind of budgerigars or budgies.’
Crystal instantly bonded with Mrs. Smith.
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