One Hundred Eighty Three

He is chasing me around the bedroom and into the living room. Naked.

"Ok! I'm sorry", I laugh. "Truce"!

He picks me up and carries me into our bathroom. He yanks the towel from my shoulders and sits me on the counter.

'I'm in trouble aren't I"?

"Nope". He jumps in the shower and leaves the door open...