"Let go." Sofia cried out, "Let go..... Let me go "

Vincent was loving the feel of Sofia's body movements in his arms. The friction between the two moving bodies was quickly becoming a wake up call for his monster.

Not wanting it to escalate, Vincent slowly loosened his hold. This slight freedom caused Sofia to stop her fight for a moment. A moment just enough for Vincent to get a hold of her tight enough to stop all movements.

"Could you stop moving?" Vincent called out in what sounded as frustration. "You moving around is not helping any of us." Letting out a deep sigh, "I know you don't know how to behave right now. But have you not realized?"

"Not realized?" Turned her head to face Vincent abruptly, Sofia questioned, "Realized what?"

Looking her in the eye, Vincent slowly lowered his gaze to her body, staying there for a moment, and then back up. The movement of Vincent's eyes staying on her body was missed. Sofia herself had followed his eyes down looking at her body. The sight left her stunned. The comforter left her upper body exposed to the eye. Her previous struggles for freedom had s.h.i.+fted the covers down.

Upon reflexes, Sofia's hands moved to cover her naked body with a loud almost ear shattering scream, "Aaaaaaaaaa!!!!". The scream was followed by her transformation into a tomato.

The loud scream was the only sound in the room, that was interrupted by an equally loud laughter. Vincent was laughing his lungs out. The scene in front of him was comical enough that he could not contain himself. The look of Sofia turning bright red and actions of trying to cover herself, were hilarious.

Sofia had just barely covered herself, when she felt the vibrations of Vincent's body as he began laughing. Not understanding the joke, she abruptly turned her head in his direction, glaring. Not liking him laughing at her, she spoke briefly her irritation "It is not funny. Stop laughing."

Suddenly the the door to Vincent's room opened. One individual inside so lost in her irritation did not notice any difference in her surroundings.

The only person allowed inside Vincent's bedroom no matter what the time was the young Master of the house. Johnathan King. And he was the one to enter the room with the adults in a compromising position.

Sofia and Vincent in each other's arms, in bed, with Vincent's naked chest in display and Sofia barely covering hers.

Johnathan too young to understand anything, was just happy to see Sofia back with them. Not being able to contain his happiness, Johnathan happily exclaimed "Auntie Sofia!!!! Your Back!!!!"

At one point in time Sofia had stopped being able to process anything. And that time was none other than the moment Johnathan had called out to her. She was already in a lot of stress with her current state of undress and the added bonus of Johnathan barging in, Sofia's brain had officially given up on helping her out.

Vincent slowly looked towards his son still dressed in his sleepwear, quickly did a double take between his two important individuals. Noticing the blank look on Sofia's face, he thought of a solution to the pickle in their current conversation. Johnathan catching them naked in one room early in the morning.

"Son.... Quickly go to your room and get ready for breakfast." The minute he was told to leave, Johnathan's face started twitching panic. Not wanting him to cry in Sofia's current situation, Vincent added "Auntie Sofia and I will come to your room in a minute." See how he was still not taking it too well, Vincent gave the last push "Just let us get dressed. We will come to your room."

With an explanation good enough given, Johnathan waved a quick goodbye towards Sofia before closing the door behind himself. Now it was only the two of them left again.