Mary moved her way up his body, her bare skin brushing against his. "I'll come back," she whispered against his lips before kissing him and forcing herself up off the bed. On the floor she found a t-shirt of Much's and pulled it on since her own dress required some lacings. She checked her reflection in the mirror and knew that if she made any sudden moves, the delivery man was about to see more than he expected.
The delivery man was actually a delivery woman, and Mary handed over the collection of cash Much and Mary had created and thanked her.
Back at the bedroom she paused in the doorway to lean against it and look at Much, the pizza resting on one hand. "Hungry?" she asked him.