Page 64 of Sunshine
I snort as Jake pokes his head back through the flap and blinks at me. His red crest wobbles atop his head and his little eyes narrow as if he’s insulted.
I’m switching teams and telling the biker you said that.
“Oh dear god.” I smack a palm against my forehead. “Is this what passes as entertainment now?” I walk out of the room, grab a small container of raspberries that I’d picked from a bush at the side of the house and go outside to toss them to the chickens. Jake, ever the gentleman, waits till his ladies have had their fill before pecking a few smaller berries for himself.
“At least my Jakie is a gentleman with his ladies,” I murmur, heading to my laptop.
Before I open my manuscript document, I pick up my phone, texting Case.
Tess:
I’m sorry for my behavior this morning. It was quite immature to throw a pillow at your head.
Case:
Is that all you’re sorry for?
Tess:
No, I’m also sorry you didn’t stay and have rough make-up sex with me.
I’m hoping my lighthearted remark ends the tension between us, so maybe I can let go of my guilt.
Case sends an eye rolling emoji.
I smile.
Tess:
So, I’m forgiven?
Case:
I punished you, Sunshine. You were forgiven then. I don’t believe in dragging things out.
Tess:
That’s good.
I smirk playfully, even though he can’t see me.
Tess:
But I hold grudges.
Case:
Are you saying you’re holding a grudge against me because I spanked your ass? Because. You. Deserved. It. And just admitted it, not even 10 seconds ago?
Tess:
Oh no, I liked that. Maybe not at the time, but it did get me very hot.
Case:
So, what’s the grudge for?
Tess:
