Dom knew he was in trouble when he heard her tone. " DOM! Where are you!"
" In my study Kel." He smiled to himself, despite the fact he knew he was in trouble for something. Kel. His Kel.
She appeared in the doorway, red faced and nearly shaking with anger, holding a tea cup. " Dom, I understand your need to trim your toenails, but DO NOT leave the trimmings on the table in my teacups!" He looked sheepish.
" Sorry dear"
