forgive my goofy grins

Chapter eight

GWEN POV

Stroke, stroke.

His hair is so smooth, I think its addicting to keep petting it like this.

"Oh!"

He holds me closer (in his sleep) and starts laughing.

Well he must be having a good dream. Its probably a wet dream.

He squeezes my breast.

"Well arn't you daring?!" I say, almost aplauding him that he had the guts to do so. Even if

its in his sleep.

I think I must have woke him up cause he turned blood red and lurched up, releasing me like I

was a hot iron.

"How rude." I say hurt.

"I'm sorry!"

"Why? We were having a good time!" I flash him a devilish grin. "I'm just kiding, come on I'll make breakfast." I wave him into the kitchen.

"How do you feel about waffles?"

"Waffles are good..." he's still bright red.

While I cook I sing the batman theme.

"Nana nana nana nana batman! Da da! Da da!"

Dante starts cacking himself.

"Whats wrong?"

"N-Nothing..." he says wipeing away a tear. "Its just that, that was the least likely thing for you

to do. I thought."

"Well who dosn't like batman?!"

"The joker?" he says mater-of-factly.

"Ha ha." Thank god for sarcasm.

"Oh by the way I've got to get to a couple jobs today so I'm returning you temporarily to the

woman who gave birth to you."

"Why can't I stay with you?"

Why? Why?

Astonished I stared at him like he just said the queen of america was potato.

"Do I really need to remind you what happens every time you see me work? Your running out of

clean panties for this reason!"

Embaressed he stared at the table, until a plate of waffles spoiled his view of the fantabulous

furniture.

"Thanks."

"Don't look so happy."

Oh my god he's drowning the waffles in syrup!

Snaching the bottle away I screamed "stop! your ruining it!"

"I'm putting on syurp!" he argued.

"No your making it swim for its delectable life!"

"Jesus." I said tipping some of the pool on my waffles. "Why would you do that to a poor

yummy defencless square covered in other squares?"

Dante grumbled and ate the soggy spoiled waffle.

"Its still good..." He grumbled.

"Sigh." They never learn...

We ate our waffles in silence, waiting for the moment when somebody will break the ice.

Shit. I guess it will have to be me. Sigh.