"In bed." Fannie's voice was very hoarse.
"Ha-ha, can you get up?" Kylie laughed.
"Yeah..." Fannie answered but was pressed down again by Nate, who dashed out from the bathroom.
Nate kissed her wildly. "Your stamina impresses me, Fannie!"
"Leave me alone!" Fannie struggled to get rid of him and raised her phone to show Nate. "I'm talking with Kylie about work."
"Oh." Nate smiled, then said to the phone, "Kylie, shouldn't you give us more time and space?"
Kylie did her best not to laugh out loud. "Take it slow, Nate. Don't hurt Fannie too much, or you'll bear the result as well."
Hearing that, Nate looked to Fannie. There were apparent hickeys all around her body, and it seemed he did have hurt her too much.
"Thanks, Kylie." Nate hung up the call, then lifted Fannie up from the back. "Let me see it."
"Put me down!" Fannie struggled.
