"No, that won't do," Sesshoumaru said into the phone. "Neither will that."
Kagome watched him speak with the wedding planner. Their wedding was something she wished to plan herself, with the help of her mother and her high school girlfriends, but Sesshoumaru wouldn't hear a word of it. He argued that it was his wedding too, and that they would both have say in what flowers they got, the general theme, the flavor and size of the cake, even the music they would play at the reception. So far, all of her choices hadn't pleased him so they were quickly nixed in favor of his own. The only thing they were able to decide on was having a traditional wedding at her family's shrine rather than doing a Westernized ceremony where she would wear a dress that looked more like an enormous cream puff rather than a dress while he was nice and comfortable in his slick tuxedo.
"No!" he shouted. "If you have to import the flowers, then do it! I will not accept anything less than what I've chosen!"
"Sesshoumaru, you have to be the most spoiled man I've ever met in my life!" Kagome shouted at him.
"I'll call you back," he snapped at the person on the other end of the line and hit the 'end call' button on the cell phone before turning to her, eyes narrowed. "Excuse me?"
"You've got to be the most spoiled man I've ever met in my life. Did your parents not spank you as a child?"
Instead of snapping back at her like Kagome expected, he grinned. "I may not have been spanked as a child, but I did quite enjoy it last night, as did you, my darling."
Kagome felt her skin heating and knew she was blushing from the roots of her hair down to her tips of her toes. "That's not what I mean and you know it."
"Are you sure, Mistress Kagome?" he asked, rising from his place on the sofa and advancing on her. "I've been a really naughty boy, you know. Maybe you need to teach me a lesson," he purred. "Please, Mistress Kagome?"
"Sesshoumaru, stop it!" she cried. "Not now! We can't!"
He stopped his advance. "Why not?"
"My mother is in the kitchen!" she hissed, blushing even deeper.
Sesshoumaru smirked laciviously. "Tonight then." He stood up and grabbed his cell phone.