Stanley Batton’s legs were indeed long, perhaps a little too long for the couch.
Xyla Quest approached him, spurring him to reach out to pull her onto his length.
She began to blush as the level of intimacy made her heart race.
Recalling the incident earlier in the morning, she gently pushed his chest to straighten up next to him. “Stop it, it’s annoying. I told you to be more mindful when we’re in the office.”
He smiled. “Oh, I know. I’ll pay attention next time.”
With that, he slowly sat up and pulled her onto his lap again.
“Didn’t we just go over this?” she scolded.
Her husband hadn't stayed true to his words when he said he would pay attention the next time.
She was too tired to argue.
“I’m already very careful,” he said with an affectionate expression.
Xyla stood up to reposition herself next to him, her face still flushed from before. “The interview is over.”
“Hmm.”
“They asked a lot of questions about you,” she sighed wearily.
“How did you answer?” he asked curiously.
“I said only good things about you, of course.”
“Oh?" he cocked an eyebrow. "You didn’t say anything bad?”
“Is there anything bad about you that I can talk about?” she countered.
After spending so much time with her husband, she hadn’t found anything to complain about.
“Yeah, but what can I do? My wife needs company, doesn’t she?” he said with a grin.
She immediately felt warm in her heart.
“Do you want anything to eat? I can go buy something for you,” he offered.
“No, I’ve been eating too much lately," she said with a shake of her head. "I’ve already gained a few pounds.”
Xyla was worried she would gain even more weight if she ate whatever she wanted.
“Hmm, it’s fine for you to gain some weight. You’d be nicer to hug,” he commented casually.
Frowning slightly, she asked, “Are you saying I'm not nice to hug right now?”
“No! I didn’t mean that,” he hastily told her.
“In that case, what did you mean?” Xyla asked half-jokingly.
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