“Go back to sleep, pup,” he murmurs, his breath warm against the back of my neck as he nuzzles his face against me. “I’m not ready for it to be day time.” My body protests. “I hate to ruin the moment, but I need to go to the bathroom.” “Fair,” he murmurs. “I’ll only let you go if you promise you’ll come right back.” I giggle, wiggling against his arm as my bladder screams at me to get the hell up. “I promise.” “Good girl.”
