"Let me guess," I said, smirking as I leaned back in my chair, resting the glass of juice in my hand. "You used one of the machines they brought?"
"I thought you'd know me by now. Actually," she continued, "I squeezed it by hand just to spite them."
"You are a mean Numero," I said.
"It's going to take a while to get used to being called that," she admitted.
"Well," I said, finishing the last of my juice and setting the glass down carefully, "it's your name now. Get used to it."
I got up from my chair, stretching slightly, and walked over to her. "I'm heading to bed," I said, leaning down to place a quick kiss on her cheek. The touch lingered just a fraction longer than necessary, and I could feel the warmth of her skin even after stepping back.
I left her in the study, retreating to my room, the door clicking softly behind me. I undressed casually, leaving on just my shorts, and slipped into bed.
