“Ooooh, no you didn't just call me a damn dog! That's it, you're dead meat, Mason Hart!” She yelled with a scowl on her face.

She was really struggling to keep the scowl going and I could see the sides of her mouth curling up into a smile. I began to chuckle, then quickly ceased when I saw her eyes illuminate.

“Oh, crap!” I said when I realized that she really was going to beat my ass for calling her a dog.

I threw her onto the floor then jumped to my feet and hot-footed it out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom.

“Mason you son of a...