'I'm not obsessed with sex, I'm obsessed with sex with you, there is a difference,' he said with a smirk.
'Monday is tomorrow,' he pointed out. 'You can barely sit up without wincing, you think that is going to go away by tomorrow?'
'And I'll hex Natalie if she hugs you then, and you can count on me taking care of you. I'll make Susan cook - and don't dare comment on that, because you seriously don't want me cooking for you, though it would be a good way of keeping you in bed.'