[thorne]
“M-My love,” I stammered as I called his name. I stood like an i***t by the edge of the bed, waiting for Randy’s response. f**k. Did I mess it up? Why on earth did I come up with an i***t idea to wake him up? Now, I’m suffering the consequences.
I swallowed a lump on my throat and climbed on the bed. I hugged Randy from behind. I heard him click his tongue. “Stop pestering me, Thorne,” he said through gritted teeth. My eyes bulged. He’s not that mad at me, isn’t he?
I flipped his body to face me. Randy groaned and shut his eyes tightly. I examined his face. He’s mad and jealous at the same time. I knew it by the looks he was projecting. I leaned closer and brushed my lips on his forehead.
“My love, I was just kidding,” I softly said. But Randy did not bother to open his eye
