Crimson Tears
(part thirty-six)
Ravess burst into laughter, much to Dark Ace's chagrin.
"It's not that funny."
"Yes, it is."
She started kicking her legs, continuing to laugh at his expense. Dark Ace huffed and looked over at his nightstand. There was still some water in the cup. He grinned and picked up the cup. Finally settling down, she soon felt something drip onto the top of her head.
"Kaleb!" She elbowed him in the gut. Although she didn't elbow him very hard, he still managed to dump the rest of the water onto her shirt.
"Oops."
She scowled at him. "Great. Now my shirt's all wet." She stood up, glaring at him.
He grinned. "I'm sorry, but you elbowed me." She continued to glare. "Look, just wear on of my shirts."
He got off the bed and walked over to his dresser. He pulled out one of his long-sleeved pajama shirts and held it out for her. She stared at him until he gave her the "I'm sorry" puppy look. She sighed and took the shirt.
"Thank you. It is starting to get a little cold, anyway,"
He turned back to his dresser and pulled out a shirt for himself. After putting his shirt on, he grabbed her hand and pulled her back over to the bed. She grimaced at him as he pulled the sheets down.
He looked at her as he sat down on the bed. "What? You said it was getting cold," he said with an expression of innocence on his face.
She smiled, shaking her head and sat down with him. She laid her head on his chest, pulling the sheets up. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on her head.
"So," she said after a few minutes of silence, "are you up for a tennis match tomorrow, Ace?"
Dark Ace grimaced. "Oh, shut up."
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He'll never hear the end of it now. Serves him right for telling her. Heh-heh. Serves. Unintentional pun. I don't think I'll be able to look at the Ace part the same way again.