"Mufasa, put me down," I hiss and try to wiggle more. That only gets me tossed over his shoulder. "Mufasa!" I cry out when he smacks my ass. I hear his mom laugh, and I blush.

"These boys are just like you, Mitch." Mufasa stops walking, and I think he's going to put me down, but I'm wrong.

"Thanks. I love you guys," he tells his parents.

I get all warm inside at how close he is to them. It shows me what kind of husband and father he'll be one day.

"You don't ever have to thank us. This is ...