“Ooooh, no you didn't just call me a damn dog! That's it, you're dead meat, Mason Hart!” She yelled with a scowl on her face.
She was really struggling to keep the scowl going and I could see the sides of her mouth curling up into a smile. I began to chuckle, then quickly ceased when I saw her eyes illuminate.
“Oh, crap!” I said when I realized that she really was going to beat my ass for calling her a dog.
I threw her onto the floor then jumped to my feet and hot-footed it out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom.
“Mason you son of a bitch! Once I manage to get up off of this floor, I'm going to fucking kill you. You Know that right!?”
I had a plan, I just wondered if I had enough time to follow it through. I hurried over to the bedroom door and pulled it open.
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