Abi was beginning to regret telling him about how many awards he had won later on than his timeline. There were a few more reviews about his work that she would never tell him about, given his reaction to the Nobel and the Pulitzer. God help her if he ever got given the actual plaques and trophies; they'd get polished every damn day. "Well he won a few medals in his time, but I don't think he got the Nobel, no," she concluded with a soft roll of her eyes. "You never got the honorary knighthood though," she said, shaking her head, "What an abject loss that is."
Her back started to ache in that position so she planted one knee on either side of his lap and swung so she could sit on his knees. "That's better. I'm getting too old and too inflexible." she groaned and put his hands on her ass. "Is that better for you?"