Byran grumbled. "Stop calling me that. I'm your boyfriend; call me honey, or even babe, if you'd like."
Although Ida would occasionally flirt, she couldn't bring herself to use such cloyingly sweet pet names.
With love apparently clouding Byran's mind, he snuggled up to her. "Can't you just call me something, Ida?"
Finding herself cornered by his affectionate antics, Ida snapped. "Silly dog!"
The insult caught Byran off guard. He straightened up to look at her. He was clearly offended. "Why'd you call me that?"
Ida glared at him while adjusting her golden-rimmed glasses that had been skewed by his antics. "Don't you think you're acting like a silly dog begging for its owner's affection?"
Byran paused, then laughed heartily. "I guess I am. Haha. Master. Ida, can I call you master from now on?"
Ida had expected him to react angrily, but surprisingly, he seemed more than happy to accept the new title.
What a hopeless fool!
Byran once again pulled Ida into his arms. "No matter what, I've finally earned a unique nickname from you. I might be a silly dog, but at least I'm special to you, right?"
Ida was completely dumbfounded.
She had thought that after three years, Byran would reappear to seek revenge.
Yet he seemed just as infatuated with her as before. He desired nothing more than her affection.
Even if it meant being her 'silly dog,' he was happily willing for it?
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