"What's wrong with you?" Happy repositioned herself so she was straddling Toby's shirtless torso, she leant over so she could place a kiss on his lips (a kiss that wasn't quickly returned). She pulled the bed sheets over her head and they formed a dark grey satin dome over the couple. "I'm not going to spend the day guessing" Happy warned as she kissed the scruff on Toby's jawline.
"Ryan texted, it appears that he would like to have lunch with you today" Toby huffed before sliding out from underneath her and heading to the bathroom.
Ryan was Happy's ex, he wasn't a genius, but he was a mechanic. He worked with machines so he had a one up on Toby already. Granted Happy and Toby were in a relationship now but that didn't stop him from worrying she would go back to her ex. That was, after all, one of the reasons his fiancé had left him (as well as the gambling).
Confused Happy shoved the sheets out of the way and rolled to Toby's side of the bed where both phones were on charge. She tapped the home button and her phone screen lit up, sure enough in front of the picture of herself and Toby sleeping on the couch –a photo that Paige had taken on a night where everyone had had too much to drink- there was a message from Ryan Ewan -the infamous ex- asking to have lunch.
Happy sighed and dropped the phone back on the bedside table before hopping up and shuffling over to the bathroom. "Now, Tobias. You wouldn't happen to be jealous would you?" her tone was playful and she hoped Toby caught it. "Not at all my dear" Happy rolled her eyes at the man behind the bathroom door.
"So why did you get shitty when you saw the message?" Happy shot him a questioning glance as Toby exited the bathroom and leaned on the door jam. "I did not 'get shitty' thank you very much. I saw the message, I told you about the message, and I went to pee" Toby was raising his voice and Happy wanted to calm him, she grabbed the elastic waistband of his boxers and pulled him with her to the bed. She shoved him down on the bed and lay on top of him. "I'm your girlfriend dumbass. I'm not having lunch with him, I'm having lunch with you, and dinner tonight and breakfast tomorrow morning. I'm not leaving you, idiot." She laughed at his growing grin and began kissing his neck, "but it's your shout for lunch" she whispered when her kisses neared his ear.