Carter and Abby were lying on the couch together watching TV. She was positioned on top of him with her side against his front, resting her head on his chest. He was holding her to him tightly, encircling her waist with his arms. It was late at night, and both were tired. A movie had just ended, and an infomercial was beginning.
"Abby?" Carter questioned weakly.
"Yeah?"she replied, her own weariness evident in her voice."Are we going to move?" he chuckled, actually quite comfortable being with her in that position."No." she replied, sighing contentedly. "But we have to work tomorrow- we should get to bed."
"We can sleep here!"
"Both of us? On the couch?"
"Yeah... you know you want to.." A comfortable silence settled over both of them as their exhausted minds became transfixed by the unrealistic infomercial before them. Carter winced as a man with muscles so large he'd crush tiny Abby walked onto the screen and began to flex them, then do a set of exercises at an impossibly high weight. Abby grinned and Carter looked down at her, scowling.
"What?" she questioned playfully, still smiling. "You think that guy's hotter than me, don't you?"
"Hotter than you?" she asked teasingly, squeezing his significantly smaller arm muscle meaningfully, "Never."
He lifted her hand away from his arm and held it in his, then focused his attention on the TV once more. It was Abby's turn to squirm as a woman entered, so muscular it was borderline scary, wearing a skimpy workout outfit that easily rivaled Abby's most revealing lingerie. Now she glanced at Carter nervously, disliking the way he appeared enthralled by the images playing, almost inhaling with the woman as she propelled herself upward for another sit-up on the board. He looked down at her and, grinning at her worried expression, removed his hand from hers and placed it on her perfectly flat stomach, running a finger up and down her trim sides and giving her chills.
"You think that woman's hotter than me, don't you?"
"Hotter than you?" he replied, grinning. "Never." She smiled, and entwined their hands on her stomach, as if to ensure it was still flat.
"Carter... think we need a Total Gym?" she questioned, only half jokingly upon a quick appraisal of her body.
"Nah, I have one already."
"Really?" she replied, fascinated. She hadn't thought Carter was one for ordering off of infomercials or, she thought cruelly, working out. Not that she had any complaints about his body.
"Of course." he ensured, smiling deviously.
"Where?" she wondered, becoming increasingly suspicious as his smirk grew.
"Right here!"He stood up quickly, grabbing her before she realized what he was doing and picking her up. "You see, I get my arm exercises..." he demonstrated, lifting her up and down, "my leg exercises..." he continued, squatting with her in his arms, "some ab and oblique work", he added, turning from side to side, still holding her.
Abby kissed him lightly before hopping down onto the floor gingerly, laughing as she did so, thus ending his demo."But Abby..." he protested, still smiling. "What, Carter?" "I didn't get to demonstrate the best part!" he said, fake pouting.
"What's that?""The cardio." he said suggestively, encircling her tiny waist with his arms and kissing her neck. "C'mon, Abby... let's see that workout outfit."
"Sorry, Carter." she said, pulling away, leaving him looking tortured. "Just five easy payments of $39.95 and you can have me... I'll throw in a free bonus workout tape and free shipping. And, if you aren't satisfied with your product, you can even send it back within 90 days for a full refund."
"Nah. I won't need that." he said confidently, kissing her softly. "I love my Total Gym."
