She challenged him, a smirk across her face. She was kneeling on the bed, a pillow in her grasp. A look on her face as if she was just daring him to lay down.
She was covering herself with the pillow, that much he knew. But what she was hiding? Well, that wasn't so easily guessed. He was afraid to lay down. Would she seduce him or something? Not that he minded, but he was still a tad bit too tired for games with his girlfriend.
"Ames, come on."
"What? You have plenty of room to lay down." She had the look of evil innocence scrawled across her lovely features, and it shared him to death.
Nonetheless, he still gingerly laid himself down in the bed. What surprised him was that she lacked doing anything. She just stayed in her spot, a wide smiled brimming across her face.
"What are you planning?"
She rolled her eyes, "Okay, if you must know..." She put the pillow down to her side, and he was relieved to find the fuzzy pajama pants and loose fitting t-shirt that slightly fell of her shoulder reading "Love Life" in the center of a heart. At least he knew she wasn't trying to seduce him.
However, she did crawl up next to him, on top of him actually, and that chaos-forsaken smile still over took her features. Now he was scared again.
But it all melted away when she leaned down, capturing him in a kiss. And slowly his arms wrapped around her waist, as he kissed back.
This wasn't too bad after all.