"Allan…hurry up, we're going to be late," Stacey called from the bottom of the stairs,
"Alright keep your knickers on…actually strike that thought, I prefer you without them," Allan grinned wickedly as he came jogging down the stairs,
"Are you always so horny this time on a morning?" Stacey teased,
"'Course I am babe, but you wouldn't have me any other way," Allan grinned pinching her bum as he made his way to the kitchen,
"Are you always like this when you stay over mine?" Stacey laughed re asking the question,
"You know the answer to that one darlin'," Allan winked biting into a piece of toast,
"Why do you have to look so hot in the morning," Stacey grumbled, "It's just not fair,"
"I ain't bein' funny right, but, it's all a part of the package," Allan smiled,
"Come on, we're gonna be late," Stacey laughed as she grabbed her coat,
"I'm coming," Allan called as he ran to the car, "I'm driving, it's man's job,"
"Whatever Mr. Macho," Stacey muttered smiling as she rolled her eyes,
"That's right baby, don't forget the name," Allan joked as he started the car and backed out,
"So…how about we go out tonight?" Stacey asked as she rested her hand on his thigh,