I Hate the Way...

Part 40: "That's What She Said"

Hope rolls out of bed about twenty minutes later, a smirk on her lips as she adjusts the waistband of her underwear, looking over at the woman who pants, laid out on the other side of the bed, a slight sweat and glow to her skin as she has a tired grin on her own lips.

"I'm gonna go take a quick shower and then I'll cook you some breakfast," She adds in a mumble, though her wife can hear her, "If you're even still hungry."

Josie rolls her eyes lightheartedly, "Shut up."

Hope chuckles and reaches over to wipe the corner of her wife's lips before leaning down to kiss her one last time, "If you keep that up, I won't be able to divorce you, babe," She teases before bending down to pick up her shirt from last night to pull it over her head.

Josie let's out a breathless chuckle, "Ditto, Commando," Josie winks, knowing Hope hates the nickname, "I like this whole you get yours and I get mine thing."

"Twice," The Tribrid corrects, shaking her head as she slips on some sweatpants, "And this is also twice now that you've given me head. I almost feel like I owe you the same in return," Hope remarks knowingly as she turns her back and begins making her way toward the bedroom door, as Josie's jaw gapes and her cheeks burn at the thought, sitting up in the bed as she's instantly interested, "Too bad our five minutes were up about fifteen minutes ago," Hope adds before opening the door, and Peaches darts into the room excitedly, putting her paws up on the bed to see Josie.

"Aw, Mommy missed you last night too," Josie tells the dog.

And Hope scoffs, amused, "Mommy's lying. She was just fine without you."

Josie gasps dramatically and shakes her head, "Don't listen to Daddy," She jokes, making the Tribrid roll her eyes.

The auburnette mumbles under her breath, "Joke's on you, I kinda like that name coming from you," She raises an eyebrow at the brunette as she grows flustered.

Josie covers the dog's ears, "Don't talk like that around her. You know she can understand you, since you're part dog too."

Hope rolls her eyes, "Very funny." Hope turns her attention to the dog, "Daddy needs to take you outside, so let's go," Hope clasps her hands together to get the dog's attention, who quickly follows behind Hope.

And Josie calls after Hope, "Wait, what about—" the thing we were talking about...

"Sorry, can't hear you, I'm already outside!" Hope shouts back, and Josie groans as she lays back against the bed.

Damn it.

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Josie finishes her shower after Hope, and she makes her way out of the bathroom to get dressed for the day, seeing that Hope had already changed the sheets on the bed, and she can already smell food being cooked in the kitchen.

She hears a bark come from Peaches, and then she hears Hope's voice, "Okay, fine, but don't tell Mommy."

Josie chuckles at that before beginning to get dressed, then making her way into the kitchen, "Did you already start the—"

"In the pot, love," Hope glances over to the brunette with a grin, and Josie isn't sure why her cheeks warm at that. It's just a pot of coffee. Maybe it's the way Hope looks at her, knowingly.

Josie clears her throat as Hope turns back to the stove, and Josie quirks an eyebrow at her wife.

Payback's a bitch.

She makes her way over, invading Hope's personal space unnecessarily as she reaches toward the coffee pot, brushing her back side against Hope's front in the process, "Oh, I'm sorry, babe. Am I in your way?"