Kids?

Kimberly smiled as she walked out of the bathroom in Mickey Mouse shorts and a top, ready to join Eric in her bed.

Eric, who was lying on the bed, dressed in pyjamas, spread out his hands in a welcoming manner for her to join him. Without hesitation, she lowered herself to the bed and into his arms. She lay down facing him, with her head on his chest. 

"I missed your scent," Kimberly said in a small voice as she sniffed his body. He always smelt fresh and nice. 

"I missed holding you like this," Eric whispered, and then he sniffed her hair. "You need to wash your hair," he said, making her move away from him self-consciously, but he drew her back. 

"It doesn't smell so bad yet. But you will have to be washing it at least every weekend. I want your hair to always smell nice. You know you are always wearing wigs, so your hair tends to be stuffy," Eric said, making Kimberly roll her eyes. 

"Yes, sir," she muttered under her breath.