"I know, baby, I know."
Wolfwood's low voice caught Millie's attention. Frowning, she found herself drawing near the slightly ajar bedroom door.
"I'm working you too hard, huh? Sorry. You've just been on my mind lately..."
Wolfwood was sitting on the bed, his back to the door as he lovingly caressed something Millie couldn't see.
"You're so beautiful," he cooed. "I can't keep my hands off you. I wanna kiss every one of your sweet little—"
Millie was shocked. "Mr. Wolfwood!"
A startled gasp. "Millie!"
And the Punisher lay between them, naked and gleaming in the priest's lap.