The Quadruplets Are Mine?

“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!”

“No.” Emmeline hugged his neck firmly. “If you run away, I won’t be able to catch you!”

me to pee, or I’ll

the bathroom.” Emmeline

How can I play tricks?”

was limp, and his hands and

and carried him to the bathroom. Then, she helped Abel lift the toilet

I won’t watch

have to take off my pants,” Abel said,

eyes widened. “What did

said take off my

there. But she was afraid that he would fall and

“I can’t hold

do it

I can’t lift it,” Abel said, “You have

it yourself!” Emmeline

it myself, but at least

thought about it, but there seemed to be

she lifted Abel’s hand, then closed her

After a while, he finally solved his problem.

bed and continued

all night and felt his body stiff, especially since Emmeline treated