The truth was, he'd rolled off the bed for dramatic effect. Looking up at her, he attempted to halt his giggles, though clamping a hand over his mouth did little other than to cause more to escape. After a few deep breaths, he managed to calm himself a bit.
His toes wiggled in the air.
"Well, I think we need to decide who lost. I'm thinking you hit the bed first, so I'm the champion." He nodded a few times, agreeing with himself. "Yep, yep. I think you're my slave for a day now, love."