A hand brushed over my hip, softly gripping the flesh as my girlfriend pulled me closer. "Excuse you. Don't touch me You lost that privilege when you let him into our bed."
"C'mon. I said I was sorry. And washed the sheets. I made him take a bath, too."
"No. No, sir. I told you weeks ago. No dogs on the bed. Especially right after he goes outside in the rain."
"Aw, c'mon. Look at his sweet face and tell me he's not allowed." I sigh and open my eyes to look at Sergei who had curled up next to the bed.
"Maybe next time."
"Did you hear that, Sergei?" At the sound of his name, he jumped and looked around. "You can sleep on the bed!"
He jumped up next to me, curling up and pounding his giant tail on the bed in happiness. "Sabina, that's not what I said."
She snuggled her face into the back of my neck and pretended to sleep while I huffed. I think about arguing again, but stop short. My beautiful, intelligent dumbass girlfriend was curled around me from behind and our huge pitbull was curled up in front of me, both softly breathing.
I guess this isn't so bad.
