Chapter 6

“Mm, right there, right there!” he demanded when Dexter’s thumb lowered.

Dexter continued what he was doing but wrapped his left arm around the front of Daisuke’s chest. He pressed their cheeks together and pouted.

“Don’t…”

“Please?” he whispered.

“No,” Daisuke whispered back.

“You are killing me.”

Dexter got bopped in the face with the newspaper.

“I doubt that.”

“No, you are. Just remember that when you find me. Dead on the floor. The rock star that could have been; Dexter James Erikson’s untimely death was brought about because his roommate kept him from his true love.”

“I think I’ll take my chances.”

“I hate you.”

He got another whack with the paper. Daisuke never once even raised a newspaper to one of the dogs. He had, however, struck Dexter with them lots of times.

“You do not.”