"You didn't do anything, but with how red your cheeks are, you're making me think you actually did something dirty. Tell me, where we doing the do in your dream?" Michael asked with a grin, and Diana's face reddened, she picked a pillow and threw at him.
He laughed as he caught the pillow with his hands,
"Oh, so we were doing it, ha ha, tell me, how was I, you woke up with a start, was I too big?"
Diana stoned him another pillow,
"Bi... Big what?"
Diana couldn't belive this was the man shivering like a wet dog this morning.
"I just got a dream where you saw me in the shower that's all." Well it was an R rated dream, but it was a better explanation to what she actually dreamt about.
"Oh so that was it."
"Yes, so stop smirking mischievously and come have something to eat, you have medicines to take."
She stood up and walked towards the door,
Diana heaved a sigh of relief.
At least she didn't disgrace herself.
