I glance back at Rayah and flash a smile, shaking my head at her. While she's not looking, I throw on a pair of sweatpants and give up on finding a shirt.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I sigh and glance at her, "It's just... weird. You were peeking. If you were just looking, it'd be fine 'cause that's... marriage, I guess. But you were peeking."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I gasp and punch him in the arm lightly, "Fine. Be that way. You are not allowed to look or peek at me again. And that includes bedroom time," I smile.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!