“Took you that long to puzzle it out, did you?” Penelope said, laughing lightly. “I didn’t think you were so old that you wouldn’t recognize a reference to Mario.”
“I’m not much of a gamer, to be honest.” Tobias said, snorting. “Nerdiness must run in your family, though.”
“Mmm, what makes you say that?” Penelope asked as she took a seat on an unoccupied bench.
She patted the seat beside her, and Tobias slid into the open spot, then rested his arm across the top of the bench, resting a hand on her shoulder. Penelope smiled at this; and returned the gesture by resting her free hand on his thigh. She was more dominant and possessive than he was, and although it pleased her greatly that he wanted any passing wolves to know that they belonged to each other, there was a part of her that didn’
