With a laugh, Wendy picks him up and settles him in her lap where she’s been watching TV. Arms hold him tight against her chest and she puts her cheek against the top of his head. And what the hell? Gives him a nice scratch behind the ears. “Is this good?”
Okay, she’ll fess up. Maybe she needed a hug too.
He’s using every fiber of his being to keep his paws to himself.
However, instead, Ted uses his head to nestle into her cleavage
exposing through her top. He could stay here all day.
❝ You know – if I stink, we could shower together. ❞