" Chloe, wake up. I really, really, really need to pee.”

I moan and sink deeper into Jorge’s arms, pulling my hand back.

“Chloe, wake up. I’m dying here. I have to pee.”

Ugh, why won’t that voice go away? I crack my eyes open and see Ringo by the bed prancing around doing the doggy version of a potty dance.

Ringo starts prancing toward the bedroom door. “Thank goodness. I’ve got to go. "

― Katya Armock , To Hiss or to Kiss