I'm sorry about that. I'll try to do better from now on."He stood, naked before her. She examined him. He was thicker, heavier than when they'd met. S...e'd been aware of that, but hadn't really paid attention to it before now. He had love handles. And a paunch. She doubted he could run more than a mile without collapsing.He was also soft. He said he wanted to make love, but his body suggested otherwise."You can't have makeup sex with that," she said, feeling a little cruel."That will take care. I asked her what she had told her mother and she smiled."I told her how well you looked after me," she whispered."And what did she say?!" I exclaimed, a little too loudly,"That she would be lucky to be looked after so well," she added and pulled away with a salacious grin to embrace the older woman next to me. I looked over to her mother and despite her animated conversation with a distant uncle, she was still appraising me with her dancing eyes.I didn't actually know who was in room 16.At. Just being in the presence of Marshall'sphysical remains brought her comfort. Now she made the visits forcompanionship. Bertie had a great social life, but she still found aone-sided conversation with her deceased husband better than talkingwith most of the people who were among the living. This was for sheknew her Marsh would appreciate what she had to say more than otherpeople. That her husband would also get all the inside jokes andreferences she made."Marshall, you would be so proud of. “Oh... I see your busy at the moment,” he attempted a laugh then turned away to leave us.Fuck, I thought, Instant turn-off.I didn’t stay at the after party for too long, Zak trying to avoid me made me feel like shit. I trudged up the hotel stairs to my room, thinking about how much of an idiot I am. As I dragged myself past Zak’s room, I noticed that the door was slightly open. I didn’t even hesitate before I went in. I looked around and spotted his hoodie on the floor so i picked it up and.