“So, you did see the goods!” I rolled my eyes again. “No, woman! I helped with his wings, then gave him privacy to finish the rest, you perv!” “Bah, you’re no fun. And then?” “And then nothing. We went to bed, talked, then slept. We woke up, had breakfast together, and here I am!” “Sheesh, talk about boring. You have a hot alien in your bed, to whom you’re legally married, and you didn’t jump his bone? We need to talk about your priorities,”
Tilda is me
