Chapter 145. Hating Mondays Officially

"Now, I feel sorry for Monday," Trisha giggled as she appeased Denny with sweet kisses peppered around his whole face. "But we have to get ready; we don't you labeled with tardiness at work because of me," she cupped his face and stared at him with a gleeful smile.

He looked adorable as he whined about it being Monday and could not retaliate as he wanted. She felt the need to take the lead, or they might really end up being late. Denny would be late for work, although Trisha can visit her mom any time of the day. She moved from sitting on his lap and got off the bed with Denny's hands in her hold, silently guiding him to get up and get ready.

Denny kept groaning in his protest, but he was also aware they really had to move to make it to work in time. He did not say anything even when Trisha suggested he wash up alone in the bathroom while she prepared their breakfast.

That was what she declared, but Trisha actually went to get herself washed up and ready in the bat