It's smell so bad.
He smiles down at me.
"Yes, you can. Do you see how happy you make me when you do what as you're told?" He asks happily.
I ignore him and pop the bread in my mouth, each chew becoming easier, each swallow instigating less stomach-turning.
He just stands and watches me until I've worked my way through most of my breakfast, leaving the bacon and a few scraps of bread to the side.
" Happy now?" I ask.
I know he is and I feel better already.
"Now your sweet colours back. Of course, I'm happy." He scoops up the remains and throws it in the bin, and then bends down, getting nose to nose with me.
"Thank you." he grins, and I grin right back.
"My dutiful here is done." He pushes his lips to mine.
"Now I'll leave my wife to work in peace." He says sweetly.
I scoff at him.
"No! No way, you won't." I scowl at him.
Then he pulling back, he hits me with a cheeky grin.
