Henry by Tessa Frank

Author:Tessa Frank [Frank, Tessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: TR Publishing
Published: 2020-04-14T16:00:00+00:00

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Henry

Tessa’s Gossip Column

This reporter thinks Henry Sanchez and Becca Fisher are an item. Again.

My eyes keep drifting back to Becca’s laptop. I’m certain she was working on something when I got here. She denies it, but she’s up to something.

I swallow a burp. “Ugh.” A fist pound to my chest doesn’t ease the pain. Burps are meant to be a relief. Holding them back to protect Becca’s delicate sensibilities is costing me.

“I’m not sure Taco Heaven is settling all that well.” Becca places a hand on her stomach.

I grin, standing and holding out a hand to take the paper plates Becca hands me. “Ditto.” I wink at her. “You’ll have to take it easy on me tonight.” Granted, I’ve struggled to be truly comfortable here, so having a night “off” sounds good no matter what.

Becca stands up stiffly. “Right. I need to take it easy on you.”

I enjoy the laugh in her voice. Makes me feel all capable with my woman. I dump the plates in the trash, then turn back to her. “Let’s get started.”

Becca steps toward the hallway. “Right. Over here. I thought we’d set up the office tonight. It’s one of the last ones until the auction.”

“Lead the way.” I swat her read end. She jumps. Pshh-whoosh.

Becca freezes.

“Did you—“ I can’t even get the word out. The smell is a dead giveaway. As is the look of horror on her face. I sag to the side, leaning against the wall. “Oh, my goodness. That was awful.”

“Shut up.” Becca’s hand swipes at me. “I can’t help it. The food isn’t—“

I let one rip.

Becca’s eyes bulge. “Gross.” She slaps her hand over her nose. “Oh goodness, Henry.”

I toot again, then belch for good measure. “Yeah, baby.” I rub my chest. “No more holding those back.”

“You were holding back. That fart was rank.”

“Pretty sure we’re in for a night of it.” Now that I’ve stopped trying to be perfect, I let the illusion drop like a flaming turd.

Becca leans against the opposite wall, hand still over her mouth. She laughs. “Goodness this is bad.”

I march forward into the office, straight toward the window. “We’re gonna need to keep these open.”

I hear Becca yell as she heads in the other direction, “Cross flow. I’ll open the window in the kitchen.”

Yes, ladies and gents, I’m falling for this girl. She’s sticking around through my farts and all. Sign of a true keeper.

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