“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!”

firmly. “If you run

me to pee,

the bathroom.” Emmeline pouted. “Don’t try

How can

his hands and

her shoulders and carried him to the

can pee now. I won’t

off my pants,” Abel said, “How can I

widened. “What

said take off

teeth and wanted to throw him there. But she was afraid that he would

“I can’t

you do it

it,” Abel

yourself!”

myself, but

there

hand,

a while, he finally solved his problem. He let out

the bed and continued to

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