Tiffany and Lincoln were sitting side by side on the bed. Their clothes were still scattered around the room and the only thing that have been covering their naked bodies were the soft, fluffy blankets. The lady could feel her whole body aching at the deed they made. She doesn't even feel like moving at all.
"Well, at least now you can't leave," Lincoln said out of the blue before climbing off of the bed. His nakedness was displayed for Tiffany to see while he was picking up his clothes.
"What is that even supposed to mean?" She asked as her eyes intently watched the man make his way towards the walk-in closet and disappeared from her sight. When he made an appearance again, his hands were already holding a new set of clothing.