"But Tony…" Marcella with a pout scooted closer to him. The glass of wine she drank started to act and she was feeling a little drowsy.
"What?" Tony with a smile let her lean on his shoulder. He knew what she will do next. He took in a deep breath to harden his heart. Whenever she leaned on him like that he would feel like he would bring the world to his feet. But he couldn't give in to her wish this time.
Marcella didn't open up immediately. She needed to tune him properly before she expressed her one great wish. She placed her hand on his abdomen and rubbed it with her hand. His abdomen was not as firm as it was when she met him again.
She touched her belly. Even though she reduced her weight after each childbirth, her belly had a mind on its own. It was not as flat as it was before. It was all wrinkly with stretch marks and felt like a pouch.
