Sniffling loudly, Tonks rubbed at her eyes and nodded. "I'm sorry. I don't know why it's so easy to talk to you. You can tell me to bugger off any time you want." She really hoped he didn't. Tonks didn't want to leave, and really she didn't have anywhere else to go.
Banking on Oliver wanting her to stay, Tonks laid back down with her head on his chest and rested her hand on his stomach. She lazily drew circles over his tee shirt, really quite content and relaxed after making a fool out of herself.
"You were going somewhere, weren't you? Sorry. Did I ruin your plans?"