"Ugh that was so much food." Beck moaned. She was sprawled across the couch, the top half of her body hanging off and her arm draped across the ground.
An empty takeout box lay on its side near her hand, a plastic fork inside it.
"You know, they say a minute of kissing burns twenty six calories." Dean said, leaning over the back of the couch.
"Well I think that was at least a thousand calories." Beck said with a smirk, pushing herself up onto her knees so she was face to face with Dean.
"Better get to work then." Dean said with a predatory grin.
