“I told you….” Kris broke off when I walked back in.
“Go ahead. What did you tell him?”
“I told him you’re beautiful, not hot—although, you’re that too. And I said you were loving and confident.”
“Which translates as, I am a subjugated twatwaffle,” Korin said as he wiped down the table with the bleach.
I advanced on him again, ready to smack him.
© 2016 Dellani Oakes