"You're not going to wake me up are you?" he asked. Last week K worried that I would wake him when, in order to catch my Biloxi flight, I had to rise at the butt crack of dawn.
I put on my vixen voice and reassured him...
"Oh, YES baby... I'm gonna wake you at 4:30 a.m. to MAKE THE BIG LOVE. Then we'll lie there with our skin sizzling so hot we could cook bacon on it."
He eyed me suspiciously for a minute and then turned back to his computer grumbling to himself,
"Yeah. That's EXACTLY how it's going to go down. At least I know I can cook myself some bacon..."