Shot in the Dark
Sally folded the pillow beneath her head and studied the pattern of the ceiling while Ralph busied himself in the bathroom. She didn’t know what he was doing, and frankly, she didn’t care.
Until five minutes earlier, she thought such things were an urban legend like the guy with the hook for a hand, but noooo, Ralph had to make it real.
“I’m almost ready, baby!” Came from the bathroom
“That’s great!” she called back, rolling her eyes at the enthusiasm in his voice.
This is what I get dating a bragger. At least he didn’t get any on me.