She smiled dreamily and held onto him, "I love you, too~ happy anniversary~"
Months passed and nothing eventful happened. Jackson had small matches in the gym to bring in more money, but that was mostly it. It kept him in form and at his peak, kept him from "getting lazy" as he said. Petunia didn't mind. She loved watching him. Always had. Every match ended with them fucking somewhere in the gym. She was just obsessed with him.
One day, as Petunia watched Jackson practice, the door to the gym pulled open and shut.
"Excuse me," she turned away reluctantly from her husband to see who called out to them, eyes landing on a rather well built tiger; she almost mistook him for Theo, "are you Petunia Hayes?"
"Uh?" She looked really confused, "Yes, that's me. Can I help you??"
"I want you to be my manager." The kid said firmly. She had to fight her disgust.
"I'm sorry??"