Sprung a Leak
Tabitha opened her eyes as she felt a wetness on her backside. Not a single breath or thought came to her as she fought to regain enough composure to figure out what had happened.
Her first thought was of Tim. Was a killer in their house? She tried to push the last thought away. It’s because of those damn movies.
Taking a breath, she reached behind her. Feeling the wet sheet, she turned on the light. “Damn it, Tim.”
“What?” He blinked at her.
“The cat wet the bed again.”
“So? He’s yours.”
“So are you.”
“Yeah, but I’m trained.”