"Fuck it," David swore and got up from the couch. When he headed towards the bed, Bonnie froze. He was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts and he never took his eyes off her as he climbed onto the bed and hovered above her.
"What is your problem, Bonnie?" He asked.
"I don't have a problem. You're a the one who has a problem"
"Well then, do you mind telling me what my problem is?
