50 parts Complete MatureRayne smirked, exhaling smoke. "Not like this, huh? What's that mean, mama?"
I rolled my eyes, grabbing a pillow to throw at her. "Stop calling me that."
"You don't want me to?" she asked, leaning forward, grin sharp.
I froze, lips parting. "...I didn't say that."
Her laugh filled the room, low and warm.