Continued from here.
When I heard Penthouse starting to come in, I adjusted myself somewhat, lowering the sheets here and there and raising my ass a bit. It was partially to just be a brat and partially to get out of actually having to take a nap.
“Sweetheart?” I heard him say from the doorway. “Are you trying to tease me?”
I kept my face down in the pillow to hide my smirk. “Maybe.”
After a few footsteps, I felt him climb into bed and thread his fingers through my hair, tugging my head back.
It’s kind of funny how winning sometimes looks.