Tony looked at her with concern in his eyes. It was an increasingly familiar look the past few days. K.J. had insisted that he stay with her while he looked for a house. She presented it as hospitality at first, but it soon became obvious to the both of them that she needed him, that they needed each other. It was a painful realization for her to make, one which did not jibe well with how she saw herself and the world. But once it became clear that Tony was not out to lord anything over her – his success as a writer, his better-paying job, the fact that he had a cock – she was able to achieve some level of comfort with the situation.
