Now why would I go and do a stupid thing like that? I've got a good thing going here.

[ Hell if he's going to complaining about waking up in bed with a lady like Evelyn. Sometimes it doesn't quite feel real, knowing she's interested in him. Still, it's hard to deny when she has a look on her face like the cat who got the canary. Booker laughs, presses a kiss to the graceful line of her jaw just to make sure she's spared the horror of morning breath.

At the same time he digs his fingers into a spot he knows if ticklish. ]

But you keep this up and I might start to think you like me. Then you'll never get rid of me.