Left A Trail Mix To Innuendo

(I receive a subscription box filled with healthy snacks every couple of weeks in the mail. I’ve just gotten one and am just falling asleep while my boyfriend plays video games at the end of our bed.)

Boyfriend: “Baby? Can I eat the trail mix that came in the mail today?”

Me: “Sure. I don’t like trail mix anyway.”

(I roll over to go back to sleep and then think of something.)

Me: “You don’t have to ask permission to raid my box, you know…”

Boyfriend: “Oh really? I’ll take you up on that! And on your tasty snacks!”

Me: “Not what I… never mind.”