“I guess that’d be fun,” Tony said, with a smile, stroking her hair with his free hand as he used his other to raise his pizza to his mouth. “What kind of special days are we talking about?” He laughed. “You might make me actually start caring about holidays.”
“Exam days, Valentine’s Day, birthdays … you know, like that.” She made a pleased sigh, snuggling her face up against him and drowsing. “Love you,” she whispered.
“Ugh Valentine’s Day makes me want to die,” Tony grumbled, still playing with her hair. “But I guess if that’s what I gotta do to keep you around I’ll stick it out.” He chuckled.
“It’s a long ways off,” she mumbled. “You want to keep me around?” Heat was starting to slide down her nerves again, gathering in the pit of her stomach. Tony smelled good, and she flicked out her tongue to taste him. He tasted good too. Maybe they could take their time next time.