Unfortunately, Milo walked up to me, and pulled the shoulder of my robe back up. Then he turned back to the stove. Unbelievable.
"So, how are you feeling this morning, cupcake?" Milo asked.
I pushed both shoulders of my robe down.
"I feel great. Am I not supposed to?" I asked.
Milo shrugged, and turned around. He had his mouth open, ready to say something. But then he closed it, and gulped. Milo pulled the shoulders of my robe back up, and turned back to the stove.
What the f***k is happening right now?
"You just went for a long time, love, wasn't sure how you would feel this morning. I don't think any of us have had se.x for that long." Milo told me.
"Really?" I asked.
Milo nodded.
"Is that a bad thing?" I asked.
Milo cautiously turned around. I frowned. What the hell is wrong
