Sometimes it takes more than an online test to figure out just how much of a brat you really are.

He knows I can get in my moods. My hormonal, pissy moods where I can be a bit short with everyone. He’s starting to realize that these moods are the best for putting me in my place.

I came home from work to dinner made and a hot bath already drawn for me. *hes buttering me up*, I told myself. I sip my wine in the bath and ponder what he’s up to.

As I drain the tub and throw on a bathrobe, I hear him moving from room to room. Opening doors, shuffling around boxes. He shuts the bedroom door as I leave the bathroom, instructing me not to go in there yet.

I made a sassy remark about doing what I want and move towards the door. Before I take more than two steps, he closes the gap between us and instantly has a fire in his eyes.

He puts his hands on my shoulders and presses me against the wall next to us. “I *said*” he begins, as one hand wraps around the back of my neck and grabs my hair; “not to go in there yet”. He’s kissing his way up and down my neck as he’s talking, sending goosebumps all over my body.

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