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 pouted. “Don’t try

don’t even release me. How can I

and his hands and feet

him to the bathroom. Then, she

can pee now. I won’t watch you.” She turned

have to take off my pants,” Abel said, “How can

eyes widened. “What did you

take

him there. But she was afraid that he would fall and get

Abel urged, “I can’t

you do it

arm is weak. I can’t lift it,”

it yourself!”

myself, but at least lift my

about it, but there seemed

she lifted Abel’s hand, then closed her

while, he finally solved his

to the bed and continued

did not turn over all night and felt his body stiff,