The sound of birds chirping loudly, as well as the noise Saharika and Xenia were making in the kitchen, was enough to wake us from slumber.
Last night, she really left me intoxicated.
'People say to get a girl you must get her heart, but to get her heart, you still need to get her body, so what's wrong with getting her body before heart?….as long as the process is done meticulously, won't you still get the heart?...so heavy is the irony and predicament sometimes a man faces.'
Looking at Angela, pretending to be asleep on the corner of the bed, I came close and slowly whispered: I know you are awake; your slightly trembling hands and toes have already given it away! If you still continue to pretend, we can repeat what happened last night; after all, the night seems to have replenished our energy!"
"My dear wifey!"
With a chuckle, I playfully rubbed her nose.
"Put your treacherous hands away from me!"
