Paying In Kind
Summary: DIY never used to be this good. Drabble.
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If you'd known that she paid that well for knocking a few screws into some wood, and assembling what looked like a rickety shelving unit, you would have quit your job the minute she walked in that door.
Your toolbox, hidden away underneath the stairs rarely got any use since most of your furniture was inherited from distant relatives, but she'd pleaded with you to get the damn thing put together. You resisted initially, wanting to spend your Saturday watching hockey and spending the day in bed with her.
But at least you got one of them.
"What am I gonna get for doing this?"
She kissed your ear, whispering all manner of things that you'd never dreamed she'd know. Well, until you started "going steady" as Cassandra childishly put it. And she certainly lived up to her promises, you smirk, as you stroke her bare arm laying on your chest.
DIY never used to be this good.
The End