Chocolate Treasure

Number 1

"Oh. My. God. That child is disgustingly obese" Rosemarie rolled flat on her back and looked at Willy across the bed. 

"Well you'll want my reaction then won't you?" He watched her shift closer to him

"Will I really?" She could swear there was something in her voice that she hadn't intended.

"Oh trust me you will" Willy looked at her for five solid seconds and Rosemarie sat upright. 

"Will I be able to publish this or an altered version of it?" 

"Altered. Definitely altered" 

Whatever 'vibe' had been emerging in the room was immediately killed by that. Willy began reeling off how pa-rents (he still couldn't say it without swallowing mid word) shouldn't be that proud of their child turning into a bullying target. Rosemarie watched his eyes as he talked and circled her arms around him. 

"Your eyes give your flashbacks away" She held him there while saying it and brushed her hair against his when her chin nuzzled his coat. "Will you be alright when you meet them all?"

"I don't know..." Willy rarely allowed his voice to crack outside of a laugh and it choked her. Rosemarie held him again and switched the screen off. The Oompa Loompas had a betting pool going and Doris was winning. She was informed that the door had been closed and told Steve to get his mind out of the gutter when he snorted. She shook her head, it would take them three more tickets to work it out yet. For now Willy kissed the back of Rosemarie's neck and inhaled the scent of her shampoo. According to his mother's practices it was how you treated loved ones. A peck on the back of the neck where it was innocent, (she hadn't elaborated on guilty places), and that was it. She'd always ruffled her son's hair but he inhaled Rosemarie's shampoo. The new candy floss one she'd helped with for children who couldn't eat it but who it wouldn't be torment for. They were still thinking of a faux candy floss invention and Willy's eyes glazed over when they laid back. 

"Your mind's always whirring..." Rosemarie put it in notes for her article and laid back down with him. Their fingers connected and she smiled near a sigh.

As did he.