“Bwah?” Tony asked. “Jen? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” she mumbled her head on her arms.
“That didn’t sound like nothing,” he said, saving his game and rising from his desk. “The new year has barely started. Vacation isn’t even over yet.”
“I don’t want to talk about it,” she whined, her voice still muffled.
Tony looked at her face down on the couch. She was wearing comfy yoga pants and sweatshirt. She looked like she should be tucking into a good book or joining him online.
“Fine,” Tony said, flopping on couch atop her.
“Get off.”
“Nope,” he said, wrapping his arms around her waist and hugging. “I want to mope with you.”
“Stop it.”
“Uh-uh,” he shook his head, rubbing his face on her ass.
Jenny took a rasping breath. “The problem is that that is too fat and I’ve gained another five pounds already. Great start to the year.”
“Babe. I’ll take those five and the next, and the next. Just stay here with me.” He rested his head on her ass. “Oh, and keep this. Perfect pillow.”
A cushion was thrown in his face accompanied by Jenny’s giggle.
