She smiled at him and replied him back,” At last Mr. Attitude told Sorry to a quack” and winked back at him.
He grinned and said, “How about this as headlines in tomorrow newspaper?”
“Don’t even say that.”
He smirked at her response and then he asked her, “Did you see where we are?”
“In my home, you moron.”
“I meant the room, quack”
She then saw the room and realized that it is their bedroom and she was in his arms. She had jumped into him and was in the sitting position on him. Her arms were gripping behind his neck and her legs where clasped behind his hips and she was all over his body. His hands where placed in her hip and he was holding her firmly.
She broke the bond and got down from him and gave a peck on his lips and asked him, “Will you have dinner with me?”
He smiled and nodded at her, “Yes. I will and I have also decided to stay here tonight.”
“No way. You can head back to your home and stay comfortably there.”
“I didn’t ask for your permission and I just informed me. So there is no more discussion on this. Can I help you in kitchen?”
“Why do you ask me permission for this alone?”