Susan grinned at the sound of Eddie's laugh, before shaking her head at him. He was quick, and funny, and gorgeous, and shit Susan please stop falling in love with him. "Is 'taking you to Algeria' some sort of euphemism you use to bed all the women you do," she asked with a pert smile. "I agree that the real thing's better though."
She laughed as he groaned, kicking off her heels and dishing up two plates of food. "I know she said," levitating the plates over to the kitchen table, and pulling him behind her by the hem of his boxers. "I need to eat because I left for work at 5:30 this morning and got home at 7:30. You need to eat because you'll need all the energy you can get to fuck me all the ways I want to be fucked."
Grinning, she began to eat quickly. "So how was your day anyway?"