Priceless Sensation

Officially A DiBiase

We flew back to the states finally, and got out of the gloomy weather country that was England. We decided to make a trip to Mississippi. It's the next day and we're all at Ted's place like last time. It's well into the morning, I'm awake and Ted isn't. I let him sleep while I got up and got dressed for the day. I'm the only one up so of course Riggs is right at my feet, following me around. 

"Shhh, everyone's sleeping."

Riggs listens and stays quiet. 

"Hmmm to wake Ted up or not...." I say as I look at the time. 

But before I know it, Riggs had run back into the bedroom and jumped onto the bed next to Ted. I walk in just in time to see him attempting to wake him up by licking his face. I cover my mouth to muffle my laughter. It starts to get hard to muffle my laughter, because Ted starts mumbling things in his sleep as Riggs keeps licking his face to wake him up. Finally Ted jerks awake and I start laughing out loud at the look on his face.

"Ohhh Riggs....you interrupted my dream boy."

All he does is bark in response and jump off the bed and runs out of the bedroom. I'm still standing there laughing.

"Haha very funny." Ted says dryly.

"Yes it was."

"Having a good dream?" I add, giggling. 

"Yes I was in fact."

"About what?"

"That....is classified information."

"Awww you're no fun."

"You're no fun for not being over here right now."

"Well if you'd get up, I wouldn't be so far away."

"Maybe if you came over here, you wouldn't be so far away."

"Touche."

"Don't make me come and get you."

I stick my tongue out. 

"You know what happens when you do that...."

I do it again, giggling.

"I mean it."

"Oooh so scared."

"Nyahhhh." I blow a raspberry at him and then laugh. 

"I'll get you....eventually."

"Lazy."

"Well I'm all lonely over here and I don't want to move."

"Oh poor baby."

"I want you over here...."

"Give me a good reason."

"You love me..."

"True...I do."

"And I love you."

"I know."

"I miss the cuddling."

I look at Ted and he's giving me this adorable sad pout. 

"Oh no...not the pout."

He keeps doing it, knowing that it kills me.

"Must...not...give...in..."

"Pleeeeeeease?"

"Ohhhh.....alright."

"Yayyyyy." He cheers as I walk over. 

"You're a dork."

"But I'm your dork."

"Yes you are."