She hesitated, some tiny little part of her giving it the extra five seconds that said she was only doing it because she wanted to and not because he told her to. But it was hard to resist him when he called her that pet name and she could hear the concern in his voice. She sighed heavily and rolled over slowly, to look up at him.
She brushed her hair out of her face, trying to wipe away the tears as if somehow it would mean he hadn't seen her cry. She was still looking at him suspiciously though. "You're going to guilt me into quitting then? Talk about expectations and standards, even though I've been doing it for years and only one other person besides my editor ever knew?"