Bab 133: Fertilized egg

"Mmm." I groaned as I rolled over in bed, my head pounding, and my throat dry.

"Good morning beautiful." I heard Emilio say, and I looked up to see him staring down at me with a huge grin, and I grimaced as he brushed my hair from my face.

"Beautiful my ass." I snorted as I sat up in bed no doubt looking wild as if I was a cave woman.

"Yes, your ass is beautiful as well."

"Oh, Emilio. You always know just what to say." I said rolling my eyes as I got from beneath the covers, and I went to take a much needed shower, only to return to the bedroom to find Emilio, not where I left him.

The beds were now made, and our clothes picked up, and placed in the laundry basket, and then I suddenly began to smell eggs, and I smiled as my tummy grumbled.

"So he's good in bed, and he can cook. Your wife must love you." I joked as I sat around the island on a stool, and he smirked as he scrambled the eggs, and I chuckled.

"She would, if I had one."