The Question From Her At Night

"Now tell me, you don't look at other girls the way you look at me, right...??" She began with her ritual questions that she ask every other night when I say I'm sleepy.

And before I could say anything, she asked again, "tell me that you don't look at girls at all, right..?"

"Hmm...Guddy I am sleepy. We'll discuss this tomorrow." I would say in my sleepy voice.

"No, you can't sleep, unless you tell me." I would start nagging.

"Tell me what you want..?" I asked being frustrated.

"I want to eat your brain... All the time. I want to eat your brain so much that you don't feel the energy to think about any other girl." She murmur.

"You can't do that anymore."

"Why..?".

"Coz you have already licked it completely. There's nothing left to be eaten." She would frown seeing me not give up on the topic.

I blushed accepting her remark as my badge of honour and said, "Okay, it's late. Let's sleep now "