“Hey!” Abel shouted in the dark, “D*mn it! Get your stinky foot off!”

He woke up Emmeline. Then, she found the emptiness beside her.

Rubbing her eyes, she realized she had turned to the other side of the bed. She hurried back and hugged Abel’s neck again.

“I want to pee,” Abel said, “Let me go.”

“No,” Emmeline answered, “I can’t let you go!”

“You want me to wet the bed?”

“Hold it until dawn. I’ll let you pee after I get up.”

“Holding pee will cause prostatitis,” Abel said helplessly, “You won’t want your future husband to be dysfunctional, right?”

“Stop teasing me,” Emmeline refuted, “You don’t even love me. How can you be my future husband?”

Abel frowned. “Whether I’ll be your future husband, I want to pee right now!”

his neck firmly. “If you run away, I won’t be able to

me to pee, or

help you to the bathroom.” Emmeline

release me. How

and his hands and feet were

his arm around her shoulders and carried him to the bathroom. Then, she helped

pee now. I won’t watch you.” She

pants,” Abel said, “How

widened. “What did

said take off my

to throw him there. But she

urged, “I

do it

is weak. I can’t lift it,”

yourself!” Emmeline was

do it myself, but

about it, but there seemed to be

lifted Abel’s hand, then

he finally solved his problem. He let out a long

the bed and continued to

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